Holy-lighted War God

"Spirit Inscription Pen? What is he doing with the spirit pattern pen? " Ling'er frowned as a trace of doubt flashed through her eyes.

Holding the spirit pattern pen, Lingyun stood in the air, his clothes rustling, his long hair fluttering, his Holy Spirit Pupil circulating, his eyes shining like a golden sun, ancient symbols flowing, and a dao aura flowing out.

Sheng Lingzhu surveyed his surroundings. In his eyes, the walls of the great hall were filled with ancient inscriptions and even a Spiritual Array was enveloping the great hall.

The Vajra Elixir seemed to have sensed the danger and the speed at which it flowed suddenly increased. It flowed in a certain direction, as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder.

"If it wasn't for those Spiritual Arrays and Spiritual Seals, even if I had to borrow Zi Luo's Mental Energy, I might not be able to do anything to you. What a pity!" Lingyun said in an almost inaudible voice. As he spoke, the tip of the spirit rune pen in his hand glowed with a faint purple light, and the spirit engravings on the brush flashed.

Using the void as a piece of paper, the spirit pattern pen slowly drew in the air. The spirit pattern outlines were like the antelope hanging from a tree's horn, without a trace, and it quickly merged into the void.

Very quickly, Ling'er and Qin Feng saw countless ancient spirit inscriptions appear in the great hall.

Spirit prints flickered and a sealing force suffused out, causing one to feel as if they had fallen into a swamp. The speed of the quickly fleeing Vajra Spirit Containment Pulp suddenly slowed down like a turtle's crawl.

A faint smile appeared on Ling Yun's face. This spirit tattoo was not carved by him, he had merely activated it.

With his current level of cultivation, even though he could inscribe spirit tattoos that could seal the void, he needed more time.

Moreover, even if it was carved, it wouldn't be able to seal this Vajra Essence.

The Vajra Body Essence had a spirit and knew how to avoid danger. If one wanted to escape, even a Martial Saint would only be able to eat the dust.

If not for the Spirit Tattoo Barrier slowing down the speed of the Vajra Elixir, Ling Yun and the rest could only look on helplessly from within the palace.

Ling Yun frowned as his complexion slightly changed. He could feel that Zi Luo's mental force was weakening, almost dropping by five levels.

Zi Luo was the one who had the greatest confidence in being able to subdue the Vajra Elixir and roam the ruins of the WanShou Temple. If she were to fall asleep at this time, he wouldn't be able to subdue her.

"Fortunately, there is a Spiritual Array!" Ling Yun took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes. The aura he was emitting was suddenly withdrawn, and did not leak out at all.

After a moment, he waved his sleeves and countless spirit seals shot out, flying towards the surroundings of the hall.

After about two minutes, Lingyun slowly opened his eyes. There was a trace of exhaustion in his eyes, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

"I've finally managed to control it!" A smile appeared on Ling Yun's face, and the purple Spiritual Energy around his body slowly faded away. Just as he was about to fall down.

The hall suddenly shook and a small dot of light appeared in the air. Spirit Seals flickered and the light of spirit energy interweaved as a world-shocking spirit formation appeared.

A wave of spirit energy shot out, and stopped Ling Yun's falling figure.

"Secret technique, Spirit Controlling!"

Lingyun let out a low roar, and ten boundless spiritual energy rivers surged, surging into his body and entering into his limbs and bones. His bones crackled, and his cultivation rose at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This time, with the help of a secret technique and the power of a Spiritual Array, his cultivation level had increased to the Great Circle of the Martial Saint Realm.

Under the pressure of his aura, even space itself trembled.