"It worked!"
Li Tianming clearly saw that beneath the scouring of the time-space quicksand, the two Phantom Haze Lords looked awful. Their robes were being dragged backward, and they could only strain to hold their ground. Yet this heavy, all-encompassing pressure directly affected their "furious writing," and even more so their thousand-year tacit coordination!
They were like ants in an hourglass!
The sand was all tumbling downward. An ant might be able to crawl upward by its own strength, but trying to write while climbing upward—that was difficult.
"Dammit!"
The two of them paled.
One wrote while the other turned pages, but as they resisted the time-space quicksand, their coordination went wrong. Before the page had been fully turned, the Heavenly Dao King Brush stabbed down.
Boom boom boom!
With their coordination failing, the process of Thousand Words of the Great Dao collapsed on the spot.
That was why they had not used this move from the beginning. It was indeed rather easy to disrupt.
The three hundred black-character steles that had already formed could have protected them. They simply never imagined that this interference would come from time itself!
"Fuck!!"
"It's that woman!"
The two old fools were driven mad with rage, their mentalities exploding on the spot.
The key was that Li Tianming would not give them a chance to rage. The moment their Thousand Words of the Great Dao was interrupted was precisely the moment Li Tianming launched his attack.
"Forget it! Three hundred steles can still destroy him!"
"Don't panic!"
The two hurriedly came to their senses and encouraged each other. Their bond was truly stronger than gold, enough to move anyone.
Boom boom boom!
The more than three hundred white steles covered in black characters were already greater in scale than the original two Illusory