"Who dares injure the Saint Son of our Imperial Void Sacred Land?"
"Break—"
After the figure appeared and sensed the myriad strands of golden radiance rushing toward him, he immediately bellowed and pointed with one hand!
In an instant.
A supreme force surged forth, forcing back the myriad strands of golden radiance emitted by that golden lotus in a single moment!
"Huh, this is... an Imperial Art!?"
Seeing that the myriad strands of golden radiance had merely been forced back rather than completely destroyed, the phantom cried out in astonishment.
His gaze then swept over the scene and landed on the golden lotus. He immediately realized that it was an Imperial Art!
This shocked him even more. His gaze soon fell upon Ning Wangshu's towering, mountain-like figure, and the astonishment in his eyes deepened considerably.
"A Law of Heaven and Earth divine ability? And Three Heads and Six Arms! Coupled with this Imperial Art... no wonder, no wonder he forced the Saint Son to summon this Dharma Body I left behind to protect him!"
"Good, very good! Since you dared to injure the Saint Son of our Imperial Void Sacred Land, no matter who you are, you have already courted death!"
"Once This Immortal King suppresses you, I will search your soul. Your divine abilities and Imperial Arts will serve nicely as compensation for daring to injure the Saint Son of our Imperial Void Sacred Land!"
The phantom stared at Ning Wangshu and spoke coldly.
Upon hearing this, killing intent flashed in Ning Wangshu's eyes, and anger surged within him. He said coldly, "If your main body were here, I might indeed have a few scruples."
"But you are merely a Dharma Body. Do you truly think you can handle me?"
As he spoke, his gaze swept over the Yuxu