The blurry figure twisted ceaselessly in the air. Though its features were somewhat indistinct, it looked rather similar to the Daoist-robed man lying below.
This was the Daoist-robed man's Divine Thought. At this moment, it was convulsing and trembling all over.
The profound Buddhist chant of Lin Baichuan seemed to possess a kind of magic power. It greatly suppressed the Divine Thought, leaving it with no room to fight back.
"Is this the Divine Thought? It doesn't look like much!"
Someone looked at the distorted, blurry figure in the air and immediately sneered repeatedly, having long since lost their previous shock.
"Hmph, then go over and try it yourself. It's only because Brother Lin has the means to suppress it. If it were us, we would have long been killed by its Illusion Technique."
Mu Qingyun sneered. "Do you really think just anyone can deal with it? This depends on the person."
"That's right. Divine Thoughts excel at spiritual attacks. Aside from Brother Lin, not one of us could withstand that Illusion Technique just now. Once we fell into it, we would be utterly destroyed, body and soul."
Tang Qingfeng nodded as well, then sighed. "It's just a pity. I thought there might be some fine treasure here, but after going to such lengths to get inside, all we found was a Divine Thought. We've truly suffered a huge loss."
"Not necessarily!"
Lin Baichuan chuckled and pressed down again with his right hand. Flames immediately blazed between heaven and earth, enveloping the Divine Thought completely in an instant. Bolts of lightning also flashed, continuously striking its body.
Every strike contained the aura of heavenly punishment and tribulation.
The impact of this power on the Divine Thought was even greater than that of the Earth Spirit Fire.
"No..."
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