Not only that, but a section in the middle of the Great Dao had been severed.
Could anyone still walk a path that had been broken?
Wu Disi's expression stiffened. The laws within him circulated unevenly, and even his realm had become unstable.
Faint signs of a drop in realm had appeared.
"What did you do?"
"Why is part of my law missing?"
"Where is my Book of Sorcery?"
A trace of distortion appeared on Wu Disi's face as he looked at Jiang Yang. Jiang Yang merely shrugged. "Your Book of Sorcery is perfectly fine."
"It's just mine now."
Jiang Yang spread his hand, and the Book of Sorcery opened in his palm. More than five hundred skills filled its pages, every one of them Level Eight.
Although the power he could unleash only matched the early stages of Level Eight, it was still Level Eight power. Besides, Wu Disi was about to drop in realm.
As long as a complete law suffered even the slightest flaw, a drop in realm could happen at any time.
It was like a wooden bucket. Whether all its boards were the same height or uneven, its capacity depended entirely on the shortest board.
If every one of Wu Disi's boards had previously stood at Level Eight, then after Jiang Yang stripped away part of his law, one board had become damaged and fallen to Level Seven. Naturally, Wu Disi could no longer maintain his realm.
"Why are you able to plunder my law?"
"What kind of ability is this?" Wu Disi did everything he could to stabilize his realm and prevent it from falling. He had worked painstakingly to reach Level Eight. If he dropped down, who knew how many years it would take to return to Level Eight? Moreover, with part of