The towering, sacred statue extended its right hand, supporting a deep-bottomed "disc" that shimmered with a metallic sheen. A pool of "soup" lay in the disc, with a few "dregs" floating atop it. Meng Qi and the others were among those "dregs."
That was a vivid description of the scene before them, though the disparity between the two sides was actually even greater!
After hearing Dharma King Dushi's declaration, Guerduo raised the Heaven Punishing Axe high and unleashed its terrifying power within the Nine Heavens to its fullest. It manifested the hazy, ethereal Exiled Immortal Pool and crashed down on the countless illusory chains and shackles, trying to cleave a way to survival.
Pfft!
The axe-light struck the laws that had emerged into reality, stripping away their surface radiance. But it ultimately couldn't shake their essence, managing only to make them quiver slightly. At the same time, Su Wuming—whose sword had always been faster than his words—seized the brief moment before the blockade could fully sever his connection to "his other selves." Through those other selves, he drew on the power of the corresponding universes and worlds. More than a dozen Su Wumings swung their swords together, forging a brilliant strike. Unfortunately, like Guerduo's, and like Master Lu's and Han Guang's, his attack failed to inflict any substantial damage on the shackles and seal.
Meanwhile, the Haotian Mirror Core Shard, the Eastern Emperor Bell Shard, the Seven-Colored Broken Branch, the bracelet shard, and the other treasures had been permeated and influenced by the Yaochi Gold Water that had nourished them for countless years, leaving them unable to display their wonders for the moment.
As the waters of Yaochi became raging waves, seemingly boiling, and the illusory shackles and chains tightened around them, Guerduo couldn't help feeling a flicker of anxiety.