Kunlun Capital Falls (97)—Former Silver Glory...
Facing Demonic Stomach Buu's charge, the old Daoist-robed man remained calm... Barrier after barrier formed almost in an instant.
Although this was only a clone and could not mobilize overly powerful world-shaking might, the authority of a World Celestial Venerable was still here. He was not inferior to anyone.
Shatter, shatter, shatter, shatter!
As the Dao barriers continuously shattered and re-formed, the old man could not help frowning. He had managed to block it, but not completely... Demonic Stomach Buu's power far exceeded his estimate.
It was very likely that this was no longer a single Heavenly Demon True Body. Perhaps there were already two or more?
After a brief moment of thought, the old man began revising his next move... Taking advantage of the instant the Dao barriers held back Demonic Stomach Buu, he looked directly at Six Ears beside him and said, "End your technique. Do you want to be sent to the Mount Xiyue Spirit Hall?"
The Mount Xiyue Spirit Hall was the final destination of Mount Xiyue disciples who died in battle.
Upon hearing this, Six Ears' gaze dimmed slightly. He then shrugged, while the immense aura around him steadily receded... Double Divine Striking could not possibly have no cost. In fact, the cost was even greater!
With Six Ears' own foundation, his face had already gone pale. After all, this was borrowed might, not power rooted in himself... Six Ears was extremely powerful, whether in talent or aptitude. He simply had not been given enough time to mature fully.
"Teacher, are you planning to take me back?"
"Since you know to say 'take me back,' does that mean you know you did something wrong?" the old Daoist-robed man asked calmly... Despite his seemingly relaxed expression, his Divine Sense remained