"I knew it was this damn thing that led me astray."
Each time the Artifact Spirit pointed a finger, a mysterious aura shot out like streaks of lightning.
The dharma aspects struck by it froze at once, as though they had fallen into endless chaos.
"What happened?"
After Xia Wuyou dragged his exhausted body together with the other six, he hid behind the Artifact Spirit. Looking at the strange states of those dharma aspects, he could not help hesitating.
Even if they had been hit, they should not have reacted like this.
The next moment, the frozen dharma aspects shattered one after another, scattering into specks of light.
The Artifact Spirit subconsciously reached into its pocket, but pulled out nothing.
What the hell?
It gives nothing?
Does this thing not count as a person?
It seemed that was really the case. They were merely dharma-aspect monsters!
The Artifact Spirit's move was like pouring oil on a raging fire. It had barely swept away those few dharma aspects before igniting the fury of every other one.
So much so that all the dharma aspects moved at once, and even Muzi Li's Five Qis could not pull them back.
Nearly eighty dharma aspects remained. They attacked simultaneously, destructive thunder flashing as it transformed into a surging thunder pool, filling the void with lightning.
In an instant, it spread across the heavens and earth, leaving not the slightest gap.
"Hold them back with everything you have."
Muzi Li had not expected the Artifact Spirit's move to provoke such enormous hatred. At once, his Five Qis stretched across the sky, repeatedly surging toward the thunder, while the rules swiftly strangled one another.
This time, however, he had no chance to collect them one by one. The thunder pool was simply too vast. Upon barely