Fairy Luminous Glass spun rapidly in the void, with silver moon overhead, and each turn sent countless light needles whistling towards Zheng Ming.
Though these light needles were not as fierce as the Thunderfire Golden Needle, they silently penetrated the light wall formed by Zheng Ming's Azure Light upon descent. As they neared Zheng Ming, they converged like silk threads, blocking Zheng Ming's Second Primordial Spirit's movements.
Zheng Ming furrowed his brow at Fairy Luminous Glass's methods. Though he knew the origin of these light needles, breaking them wasn't easy.
Just as the silver moonlight needles descended again, Zheng Ming didn't evade as before; his Second Primordial Spirit's body directly faced the light needles.
The light needles fell, like silk threads, binding all directions, and Zheng Ming's Second Primordial Spirit's movements suddenly slowed.
At that moment, whether it was Shentu Lingyun or others joining the battle, they sensed an opportunity.
