Di Shu pulled out his last leg and was slaughtering in all directions. Nether Capital, the Sixteen Saint Kings, Ziwei, Xiao Xingchen, Yingying, and the others had all been severely injured when a bright streak of light suddenly appeared in his mind, slicing his peerless brain from front to back!
He could even "see" that streak of light!
Di Shu froze, then flew into a rage. The Myriad Transformations Incinerating Immortal Furnace suddenly whooshed into the air and slammed into Su Yun, sending him flying backward!
Di Shu turned around, his features imposing as his gaze swept over the crowd. "I command this supreme wisdom and have forged supreme mystic arts. Killing you is no different from butchering chickens and dogs..."
Suddenly, the skin on his face shattered with a crash. The outer layer of his body was like porcelain smashed upon the ground, his flesh turning into calamity ash stone and clattering down.
This was the damage the eight black stone pillars had inflicted upon him!
He could only escape this death calamity through a second molt!
As he molted, a wave of weakness washed over him, leaving his mind somewhat dazed.
Yingying, the Nether Capital Great Emperor, and the others all looked toward him, horror appearing on their faces. It was not fear of him, but shock—shock at his transformation.
Di Shu was suspicious. "Why are you looking at me like that? You should be afraid of me! Because you will soon die!"
Yingying tremblingly raised a hand and pointed at his forehead. Her mouth opened, but no words came out.
Di Shu looked upward, yet he saw nothing.
The immortals and gods, immortals and demons formed from the flesh and blood of the other Di Hu all raised their heads to look above him, each unable to