Dafan Sky Mark, Obliteration Mill

Thanks to the support of the four blood-red gems, Luo Yunyang felt as though this whip was the pinnacle of might, even though it looked simple.

As this lash came down, Luo Yunyang felt that both he and his sacred image had already been completely enveloped by the lash of the whip.

Moving his body was already extremely tough, so escaping was out of the question.

Right now, the only thing Luo Yunyang could do was resist. The Past Eternal Sacred Image that was floating above his head once again waved the sword in its hand and Close, Yet Worlds Apart was executed.

One could say that Luo Yunyang's use of Close, Yet Worlds Apart had brought decent results previously.

However, as the whip lashed down heavily now, the technique of Close, Yet Worlds Apart wasn't the least bit useful. It merely broke through the fetters in just a moment and flew towards Luo Yunyang's head.

Countless streaks of blood-light spread all around.