This situation was truly quite grim.
Li Su's expression turned solemn. It was not merely because those three turtle bastards had lured the "monster" over here, trying to drag them into the mire, but because of that golden light pursuing them.
Li Su did not care what was inside it. What concerned him was the flow of energy through its body.
This thing was powerful—beyond imagination.
The density of its energy was astonishing, no less than that of the Daluo realm. It was like a sky full of stars, like an entire universe submerged within it, with no bottom in sight.
It was far too vast.
Beyond its energy, its level was equally astonishing. When that palm came down, Li Su clearly sensed at least dozens of Great Daos interwoven upon it.
Sun Xiaokong of the Spirit Monkey Clan was clearly a Taiyi myth, yet he had still been beaten until he coughed blood, his body twisted out of shape.
He cultivated some kind of Diamond Indestructible Body Dao technique divine ability. His physical body was extraordinarily tough, densely interwoven Dao patterns covering every inch of his skin.
Those Dao patterns were profoundly intricate. They contained not only comprehension of the Great Dao, but also painstaking, heart-and-blood refinement.
This divine ability was remarkable. Even just looking at it, Li Su could sense that it was a top-grade immortal art no weaker than the Starbody Refining Art. Moreover, Sun Xiaokong had cultivated it to an astonishing height. An ordinary Taiyi's full-force strike likely could not even cut off a single hair of his.
Not only were his Dao technique attacks immensely powerful, his mana was also abundant beyond belief. Such strength would give anyone a pounding headache, leave them miserable beyond words—let alone Li Su.
Though he had appeared incomparably forceful,