This statue was breathtakingly beautiful. Let one's gaze linger for even a moment, and one's mind would nearly sink into it, unable to break free!
At that moment, in the void above Nuwa Temple, three Saints concealed themselves as they looked down upon the entire scene.
Seeing Di Xin's dazed expression and unfocused gaze, Zhunti let out a cold laugh. "I thought he was something special."
"He fell into it so easily. That saves us quite a bit of effort."
The three exchanged smiles. There was no suspense at all.
A mere mortal Emperor—if three Saints joining forces could not subdue him, would that not be the joke of the ages?
Inside the temple, Di Xin had already sensed that something was wrong, yet he remained muddle-headed and unable to wake.
"What... kind of sorcery have I been struck by?"
He forcibly circulated the Jie Sect cultivation method, guiding his qi back to its origin and dispelling stray thoughts.
In an instant, his mind became clear as if washed clean. When he looked again at Nuwa's statue, it no longer had the slightest power to bewitch his heart.
The three Saints were all taken aback.
Di Xin had broken free of the illusion.
Witnessing this, Jieyin's brows drew together slightly, a trace of displeasure flashing through his eyes. He then silently cast a bewitching divine radiance at Di Xin.
Boom!
Just as the three prepared to exert more force, the supreme protective treasure Wudang had bestowed upon Di Xin suddenly erupted with a blazing golden light, shielding him completely within it.
"This is bad! He has a protective treasure on him!"
"No matter how we channel our magic power, we can't break through this layer of defense!"
Zhunti's face darkened like iron, his voice carrying suppressed agitation.
Yuanshi had believed