"Perhaps."
Ding Ling was also somewhat bewildered.
What Nezha could see, he had naturally noticed long ago.
Yet by following the threads of Cause and Effect and Destiny, he had still been unable to trace or uncover the source that allowed the enemy to replicate their divine abilities and secret arts.
It was too strange!
With such miraculous methods, the enemy could practically be called invincible!
It was fortunate that Ding Ling had come. If it had been Jiang Ziya, Yun Zhongzi, or someone else, whoever came would die. There was no second possibility.
Boom, boom, boom!
Millions of World-Extinguishing Grinding Discs came crashing down from the void, slamming heavily into the Eight Trigrams Ball protecting Ding Ling. The ball trembled three times from the impact.
Nezha was dumbfounded, the corners of his eyes twitching wildly.
"M, my lord, why don't we retreat first?"
He had a feeling that they would not be able to hold out and could die at any moment!
It was terrifying!
A single World-Extinguishing Grinding Disc could easily grind an entire world into oblivion! Millions of World-Extinguishing Grinding Discs descended like meteors, and the sight was so shocking that Nezha would remember it for the rest of his life!
The World-Extinguishing Grinding Discs were clearly enormous, yet they could converge into a river of stars and lash down like a long silk ribbon, striking the Eight Trigrams Ball with a thunderous boom. This method of attack made him even more terrified!
Most terrifying of all, the Eight Trigrams Ball, which had remained completely motionless until now, had suddenly begun to tremble. That was undoubtedly a very bad sign!
Against a single replicated "Ding Ling," Nezha was absolutely confident.
But against these tens of millions of completely replicated Ding Lings—
He had no confidence at all.