Lu Yin sealed off the Six Great Masters-level Time Spirits and shattered the void, preventing Shi Chu from escaping and giving them a chance to strike. Whether they could kill Shi Chu depended on this one attack.
Shi Chu had naturally seen it too. It fixed its gaze on Lu Yin, surprised that he could both seal the movements of six Time Spirits at once and stop it from escaping.
As expected, throughout the universe's past and present, only this person could contend with it.
Facing the attacks of the Four Great Masters, it raised a hand. In its palm, a blurry shadow slowly took shape. "Illusion, destruction, death—you think I spent three eras cultivating nothing? These three powers are useless against me."
"Stop's Trial."
As the words fell, Wang Wen struck first, unleashing a sword slash.
Vast sword intent seemed to come from the past, present, and future, making the entire universe flow backward. Countless murmuring voices accompanied it, majestic and domineering.
Mi Ya opened her eyes, her pupils fixed on Shi Chu. Everything in her line of sight was destroyed.
Thousand Machine Strange Performance tossed away the book. Dark pillars of light gathered ceaselessly above the starry sky and shot toward Shi Chu.
Beneath Shi Chu's palm, the shadow stepped forward. It was only the size of a palm, yet it charged straight at Wang Wen's blade. The illusion's stop halted the blade, stopping the future.
Wang Wen's expression changed. Three eras had passed. They had progressed and cultivated, but Shi Chu had not wasted its time either. Though its realm had not advanced in the first two eras, it had gained an exceptionally deep understanding of known Master-level powers. One could even say it understood them better than the Six Great Masters of the Main Dao.
Halting