That chaotic battle had raged on until now. Nearly everyone who had entered the fray had already been routed and fled.
Only the Wuzhong Sect's experts were still struggling to hold on.
Meanwhile, outside the battlefield, Li Pan of the demonic sect, Yu Changsheng of the Fa Family Lineage, and experts from several other Other Shore factions had yet to leave.
They had not entered the battle, so Su Yi had not targeted them.
Even so, each of them had begun to harbor thoughts of retreat. They had long been prepared to withdraw at the first sign that Su Yi turned his hand against them.
Conversely, since Su Yi had not made a move, they could not simply flee without fighting. If word got out, it would be far too humiliating.
It was under such circumstances that Zhi Wuzhong's Willpower Dharma Body appeared.
Someone who had personally founded an Ancestor-level orthodoxy—even a sliver of his will was terrifying beyond measure!
Li Pan, Yu Changsheng, and the others were all stunned.
It was clear that Deng Tianhou had truly been driven into a corner. Otherwise, why would he have revealed such a trump card?
What sort of variable would Zhi Wuzhong's appearance bring?
And what could Su Yi use to deal with him?
As everyone's thoughts churned, Zhi Wuzhong had already made his move, merely flicking his sleeve.
The surrounding void was abruptly sealed and plunged into stillness.
The source power of the eight River Suppressing Tablets under Su Yi's command was suppressed as well, unable to resist.
Bang!
As Zhi Wuzhong stomped his foot, the cage trapping Deng Tianhou instantly shattered into pieces and collapsed like a receding tide.
The Wuzhong Sect experts were all stirred with emotion and hurriedly bowed to their Grandmaster.
Deng Tianhou, meanwhile, looked ashamed. Lowering