As Lu Qing's words fell, the hook-nosed old man suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
Instinctively, he shrank back, wanting to merge into space once more.
But just as Space Power began to ripple around him, a figure had already appeared before him and seized his head.
"How is this possible?!"
The hook-nosed old man's eyes flew wide open.
Lu Qing had originally been within the Space Turbulence, and with the Gray-robed Old Woman's suppression and interference, it should have been extremely difficult for him to use Daoist Arts such as Space Teleportation.
Thus, he had been certain that Lu Qing would not have time to stop him from merging into space again.
But what had he seen? Lu Qing merely stomped his foot, and boundless, tyrannical force shattered the void, instantly propelling him to an extreme speed.
In the blink of an eye, he crossed several hundred li and arrived before him.
What kind of monster is this?
The hook-nosed old man was profoundly shocked. He could not imagine just how formidable Lu Qing's physical body was, that it could erupt with such terrifying speed without being torn apart.
At the same time, his mind surged wildly as he reached deep into the Sea of Laws, stirring the "Dao" that his Divine Sense had fused with and anchored itself to. He pried forth even more Dao Rhyme power and bestowed it upon himself, trying to break free of Lu Qing's control.
Yet even with Dao Power reinforcing him, the hook-nosed old man discovered in horror that Lu Qing's hand was like a divine mountain reaching into the heavens. No matter how he shook his mana, he was like an ant trying to shake a tree, unable to move it in the slightest.
"It's useless."
Feeling the hook-nosed old