"Ah, woo."
The bald man with six arms stood before Daozong, making strange sounds from the mouth on his face, seemingly incapable of speech.
Though Daozong sat cross-legged without changing expression, his body was enduring a hundredfold gravity, cracks spreading across the ground beneath him. While Daozong appeared uninjured on the surface, during the earlier battle in the garden, after all his immortal swords had been shattered by his opponent, ninety percent of the meridians in his body had broken at their connection points.
More than eighty percent of his Immortal Essence had dispersed. Even standing before his opponent was now an extremely difficult task for Daozong.
"So the frog at the bottom of the well refers to me. Yet this old man is still unwilling to accept it. I failed to protect this world I once wished to conquer. I can only trouble you, Bodhi, to deal with the beast before us... Thousand Wheels: Guard."
Daozong extracted the final trace of Immortal Essence from his body and infused it into the Jade Immortal Sword in his hand.
The pure white jade Sword Body floated on its own and planted itself into the ground before Daozong. A thin, solid-colored membrane spread from the sword, forming an isolating barrier between Daozong and the Great Demon Hongjun. Daozong's goal was simple: to delay for even one more second.
Yet in the Great Demon Hongjun's eyes, such a fragile barrier held no value at all.
Its six palms pressed against the barrier, waves of vibrations emanating from the bald man's body and traveling into all six arms.
"Buzzz!" Accompanied by intense vibrations, the barrier before it shattered and dispersed.
"Clang!"
The bald man pulled the Jade Immortal Sword from the ground with one hand. He did not intend to claim the divine artifact