Six Paths was a damn trap!
Ever since the matter of Zhenwu's evil thoughts, Meng Qi's "trust" in the Lord of Six Paths of Samsara had plummeted. Now it had hit a new low.
Dangshan Jun did not fly up. Its body was simply so huge and long that while its lower half remained inside the palace, its upper half was already rising into the air. It opened its enormous mouth, baring venomous fangs wreathed in black mist, and beat its wings, blotting out the sky as it swooped down.
Its eyes were each the size of a side room, scarlet and icy. Within them were the shadows of the white-haired zombie and Luo Shengyi. Its maw gaped wide, as if it could swallow the entire garden in one bite. A foul wind blew from it, making anyone who caught it feel faint, while venom dripped first, corroding the very air!
Meng Qi felt Dangshan Jun's enormous jaws closing in from every direction—front, back, left, right, and above. Black shadows churned with a sizzling hiss. No matter how hard he struggled, it seemed impossible to escape. All he could do was watch helplessly as he was "devoured."
At that moment, he seemed to understand the despair the Nether Lord must have felt when facing Doumu Yuanjun's palm. His techniques were scattered, his protective light shattered, his Secret Treasures and talismans broken. He had no power to fight back!
Instinctively, Meng Qi thought of the Void Breaking Ancient Talisman. Once activated, nothing below the Dharma Body realm could stop it unless they had a way to counter it!
But could he escape alone? Could Zhi Wei, Little Foodie, Senior Brother Qi, and Zhao Laowu escape too?
He gritted his teeth and instantly banished the thought. His mind suddenly settled, free of