The sky was filled with Soul Skill attacks and Martial Skill attacks, powers of various attributes converging, like a dazzling rainbow encircling and shrouding White Clothes.
White Clothes' brows furrowed slightly; everywhere in his field of vision, all he could see was multicolored energy.
The violent energy fluctuations even twisted the space itself, splitting open one horrifying pitch-black fissure after another.
"Celestial Imperial!"
White Clothes let out a soft shout; within a two-meter radius, a surge of Repulsive Force formed visible ripples that scattered the attacks filling the sky.
Before White Clothes could even breathe a sigh of relief, the next wave of attacks came crashing toward him, though far less dense than the first, already showing gaps that allowed for evasion.
This time, White Clothes' figure flickered and vanished from where he had been.
"Domain, unfold."
