Breaking the Illusion, Ice-Cold All Over

At that moment, I couldn't move. My entire body was "frozen" in place.

The black qi emanating from the Vajra Pestle seeped into my body.

The four currents of qi within me became even more violent.

They seemed to be the Four Misfortune Qi within me. I hadn't felt their presence in a long time.

At that moment, I felt as though they were about to burst through my meridians, causing me unbearable agony.

Yet, the instant I grabbed the Black Vajra Pestle, everything around me froze.

That strange Buddhist chanting vanished. The giant Buddha stopped moving, and the four stone-carved Buddhas were frozen where they stood.

The massive Buddha palm strike also hung suspended two meters above Mao Jing, Pan Ling, and Zhang Yuchen's heads.

Everything fell silent, as though someone had hit the pause button, myself included.

Mao Jing and the others looked on in astonishment.

"Damn, what's going on? Why did everything stop?"

Zhang Yuchen stared around in disbelief.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang got the Vajra Pestle. Those black wisps, they're entering his body..."

Pan Ling had just been struck by a staff and looked somewhat weak.

"Damn it!"

Mao Jing muttered and charged toward me.

What I held was an evil treasure, and that black qi was all evil qi. No wonder it had stirred up the Four Misfortune Qi within me.

If that evil qi continued pouring into my body...

I had no idea what the consequences would be, but I simply couldn't let go.

The moment Mao Jing moved, it was as if he had kicked through a sheet of glass.

Crack...

The sound was piercing. Before everyone's eyes, everything in front of them began to crack.

Everything around us seemed about to shatter.

The huge Black Buddha, the descending Buddha palm, and the