Looking at Lu Xiaotian before him, even the Golden Shadow Ancestral Devil, whose heart had long been as still as water, could not remain calm. His resolve to capture Lu Xiaotian only grew firmer.
With such talent and fortune, he was sure to be blessed with rare good luck. If he could seize that fortune, he might escape his sea of suffering in one fell swoop and even reach a higher realm.
The spatial displacement before them was extremely troublesome. For Primordial Spirit forms whose cultivation was somewhat weaker, even if Lu Xiaotian stood right in front of them, they would be unable to strike him.
But for the Golden Shadow Ancestral Devil, there were clues to follow. The spatial power Lu Xiaotian controlled seemed to have merged with the spatial storm around them. But it came from a different source, and with careful perception, the difference could still be detected.
The Golden Shadow Ancestral Devil gave a cold snort. His divine sense stirred, and brilliant gold continued spreading in every direction, while one golden crane after another took shape. They flew about seemingly at random, in utter disorder.
He did not rush to attack Lu Xiaotian. Lu Xiaotian's true body kept switching back and forth between the space before him and other spaces. No matter how powerful an attack was, it would be useless if he could not catch his target.
He first had to break Lu Xiaotian's technique. Once he stripped away that deliberately mysterious facade, Lu Xiaotian would have nowhere to hide.
A moment later, the Golden Shadow Ancestral Devil gave a faint smile. He pointed once more at Lu Xiaotian directly before him. "Freeze!"
At that instant, the spatial turbulence surging around them, the howling wind, and every other chaotic force came to a halt.
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