A strange look flashed through Spirit Fox Venerable's eyes. The dharma-image Supernatural Power this Lin boy cultivated was far too miraculous.
Before the thought had even finished turning over, a terrifying power of laws had already spread out.
Screech...
The originally calm void suddenly seemed like a small lake into which a stone had been thrown, rings of ripples surfacing one after another.
In an instant, explosive booms rang out in force. The eighteen arms of that dharma image all pressed down toward the front through the air.
Screech...
As if brocade cloth had been torn apart, countless whirlpools appeared in the void all at once.
They were of unequal sizes, their diameters different as well, yet even the smallest was over a zhang across, and astonishing suction force poured from within them.
Roughly speaking, there were at least several hundred of them, and the timing of their appearance was even more perfectly placed.
Those flame Phantom Beasts had almost all stepped right into them.
There was not the slightest suspense. These Phantom Beasts did not even have the chance to display exactly what made them so powerful before they were swallowed one by one by those eerie whirlpools.
Of course, there were also fish that slipped through the net.
But there were not many.
A mere handful of Phantom Beasts posed no threat whatsoever to the Nine Heavens God Luo Image, and they were cleanly and efficiently wiped out.
Baoshe saw this scene with perfect clarity, while Spirit Fox Venerable's eyes widened even further.
He knew his own Supernatural Power best. Of his three great killing moves, not one was easy to deal with, yet they had been broken so easily by a mere dharma image.
How was that possible?
Spirit Fox Venerable was dumbstruck. That feeling was not