Zhunti stared at Kong Xuan, a strange light rippling faintly in his eyes. He actually felt a trace of regret at seeing such talent.
Very well. I shall let you witness the methods of a Sage.
Seeing Kong Xuan continue pressing forward, every move sharp and fierce, even the Sage quietly developed a trace of anger between his brows.
The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree erupted with ten thousand rays of rosy light in an instant. It hung in midair, its radiance misty and hazy as it stirred wisps of cool breeze. Light and graceful, it swept straight toward Kong Xuan.
Kong Xuan remained composed, without the slightest fear. The Daoist arts and divine abilities personally taught by Su Yang had long since been thoroughly mastered. Now, borrowing the power of the Sage's tower foundation, he unleashed them with all his might, holding nothing back.
One profound Daoist formula after another, one fierce divine ability after another, crashed down upon Daoist Zhunti like raging waves and furious tides.
"Hmph. Mere parlor tricks."
Zhunti let out a cold laugh. No earth-shaking might surged around him; only a layer of plain white radiance, thin as a cicada's wing, rose around his body. The seven treasures atop his head lit up one after another, flowing with brilliant color. As their treasured radiance circulated, they swept out once more.
In the blink of an eye, all the Daoist arts Kong Xuan had cast collapsed! His figure paused slightly before he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, "Time Stop!"
"What? Time Laws?!"
Zhunti's heart shook violently, as though struck by lightning. Within the Primordial World, only Su Yang alone controlled the Dao of time. Yet now Kong Xuan dared to activate it right before him, leaving him stunned beyond words.
"Hahaha, you've fallen into my trap!"