Millennium Cicada

Watching the Golden Cicada completely lose control, Di Liuxin's expression turned utterly grim.

Wu Jiu couldn't help laughing, the sound brimming with delight. "So you lost control, huh?"

Di Liuxin fought on with a cold expression as he replied, "Even if I did, Wu Tang still won't get out alive."

Then Wu Jiu really did stop laughing, because the Golden Cicada was actually beating Wu Tang into the ground.

Not only were its own two hands tearing at him, but the six arms that had suddenly appeared behind it were attacking too.

What the hell kind of Dharma Idol was this? How could it be so bizarre?

Wu Tang wanted to know what kind of monster he was fighting, too. Though he was already badly wounded, he was still a veteran cultivator of the Divine Way Realm. His cultivation was beyond what ordinary people could compare to.

So why had he run into such a vicious fiend?

It didn't fear death or pain. It was single-mindedly intent on killing him.

After narrowly dodging the eight arms several times, he hurriedly called for his Dharma Idol to come to his aid. Yet the Golden Cicada remained unmoved, keeping its eyes fixed on him as it attacked.

Watching Yixian's conduct through the Sea of Consciousness, the Artifact Spirit felt as if it were watching Hanyu go mad—only Yixian was even more terrifying.

"Looks like he's even more reckless than you!"

If he weren't reckless, why would he let the Dharma Idol pound him without a care, all so he could kill Wu Tang?

At that moment, Wu Tang was truly afraid. His opponent really did seem prepared to drag them both down with him.

He abandoned all other plans. Leaving his Dharma Idol behind, he flashed away and fled...

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