The Heavens Celebration Cloud protected his soul!
"Boom!"
After the chaos reached its height, the once clearly distinct Powers of Law had turned into a hazy gray mass.
"Is this returning to the source, reverting to chaos?"
Hong Yun couldn't help but feel delighted.
Before he could examine it closely, a sudden roar rang out.
"Hong Yun, you actually dared to destroy my disciple's body!"
Hong Yun looked up. Who else could it be but Zhun Ti?
Zhun Ti's face was dark with anger.
As he spoke, he waved his hand, sending a streak of golden light toward Maitreya's body.
Maitreya's body was now swollen and round as a ball!
Cracks had even begun to spread across his skin.
Maitreya's soul obediently followed behind Zhun Ti.
He glanced at his body, now fat as a ball, and looked at Zhun Ti with reproachful eyes.
His little eyes held a faint, mournful look.
It was as though he were saying:
Teacher, see? I told you to hurry up, hurry up!
But you insisted that Ancestor Hong Yun wouldn't dare do anything to my body.
And look!
He really did dare!
Zhun Ti felt a little awkward under Maitreya's reproachful gaze.
He was also a little puzzled:
How did Hong Yun manage to turn things around?
At the same time, he gestured to Maitreya with his eyes:
"Don't worry. As long as your body is still here, that's enough.
"I'll get it back for you in a moment and restore it to normal."
The golden light Zhun Ti sent out wrapped around Maitreya's body and easily brought it back to him.
Hong Yun simply watched the two with a smile.
Now that Zhun Ti had arrived, there was no need to keep holding Maitreya's body.
Hong Yun had no use for this