These were six Hunyuan Saints. To the living beings of the Primordial World, they were absolute masters, but to Zhang Shuai now, he could crush them to death with a turn of his hand.
If nothing unexpected had happened, these six should have been Wanxiang's personal disciples. They probably never imagined that Zhang Shuai would suddenly appear at this moment, break the formation and capture them with such thunderous methods, leaving them no time even to react or flee!
After capturing the six, Zhang Shuai casually tossed them into the Heaven and Earth Creation Cauldron floating beside him. The six Hunyuan Saints had been compressed to the size of beans, their cultivation completely sealed.
Unfortunately, Wanxiang was not here. There was no telling where that old bastard had run off to.
Zhang Shuai was somewhat disappointed. His original purpose in charging straight at the Myriad Phenomena Palace had been to take revenge on Wanxiang. Logically, since Wanxiang had sent him into the Annihilation Vortex Cluster, he must have believed Zhang Shuai had perished. There should have been no need for him to hide, and he should have been very likely to remain within the sect. Yet Zhang Shuai had miscalculated and come up empty-handed.
Fine. Since he had not caught the man, he would destroy the Myriad Phenomena Palace first.
With a flip of his right hand, an ancient little tower, entirely chaos-colored and no larger than his palm—the Chaos World-Suppressing Tower—appeared in his palm.
After being tempered by Formless Dao Origin Qi, the Chaos World-Suppressing Tower was now an Eight-Tribulation treasure. Its aura had become more restrained, yet even more terrifying.
"Go." Zhang Shuai flicked his finger.
Buzzz—
The Chaos World-Suppressing Tower let out a deep hum and flew from his hand, growing with the wind. In an instant,