The winds and clouds shifted, the world transformed!
Julusun's body trembled as he helplessly sank to his knees.
Looking at the barrier formed by the surrounding laws of order, he wished he could slap himself across the face a few times.
"Julusun, you're one of the Twelve Golden Immortals. Even if you end up on the Investiture of the Gods List, you mustn't tarnish the reputation of the Chan Sect or our master!"
"Fear nothing! With your Late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal cultivation, you'll surely defeat Shen Gongbao!"
Guangchengzi spoke up.
Julusun's terrified appearance drew the ridicule of countless people in the Great Shang camp. Meanwhile, the billion soldiers of Great Zhou wore dejected expressions. Their morale had clearly plunged off a cliff.
"Senior Brother..."
Julusun's eyes pleaded for help, but when he saw Guangchengzi's resolute expression, he knew he had no choice but to fight. There was no other way out.
He rose to his feet!
The Ruyi Qiankun Bag and Immortal Binding Rope radiated the aura of Innate Spirit Treasures, stirring up countless strange phenomena as gale winds swept across the field. Julusun's face was filled with murderous intent.
"You little coward, you finally dare to attack me?"
"Come on!"
"We agreed not to use spiritual treasures. I'll keep my word!"
Shen Gongbao's lips curled into a gloomy smile.
As he spoke, his magical power formed an attack and shot toward Julusun, leaving a dazzling trail through the air.
"Immortal Binding Rope, go!"
"Ruyi Qiankun Bag, swallow him!"
Julusun entered the fray. The two spiritual treasures revealed their might, seeking to capture Shen Gongbao.
They clashed for several rounds!
With his spiritual treasures and superior cultivation, Julusun gained the upper hand. Shen Gongbao looked terribly hard-pressed, but his every move was as effortless as a cat toying with