The Black Hand Reappears
Vajra Immortal's condition had not been good to begin with. It could be said that he had fallen into a disadvantageous position, trapped in peril.
At this moment, the Lord of the Divine Court unleashed a killing move like the "Great Dream Soul Soil," truly overwhelming Vajra Immortal completely.
Vajra Immortal was directly trapped within the dreamlike mist realm condensed by the "Great Dream Soul Soil," ensnared by countless butterflies formed from dream qi.
Yet as He Ping unleashed this strike, the Tathagata Light contained within it immediately poured into Vajra Immortal's body, tantamount to a fresh force joining the battle.
In that instant, brilliance burst from Vajra Immortal's eyes once more.
His aura surged again, his essence, qi, and spirit erupting geometrically. Golden flames rose all over his body, and his Great Awakening Golden Nature seemed to have been ignited, transforming into a divine blaze. The void in every direction was shrouded in dazzling vajra radiance, emanating a terrifying aura that seized the soul.
"One may follow innate awakening, round as the moon; like the level void, unmoving."
In this state—or perhaps under the stimulation of the Tathagata Light—Vajra Immortal's cultivation advanced once again. He made a simple movement, slowly raising an arm.
He had personally witnessed the methods his opponent wielded and knew that this shadow possessed a hidden killing move: a strange mass of black light condensed into a single black point, endlessly changing and containing unfathomable power.
Crackle! Pop!
Vajra Immortal's vision blurred, and then he saw a treasure appear in the shadow's palm. It was that strange artifact, shaped like a sphere with a compass inside it.
To this shadow, the greatest threats in this contest remained the black hand behind the scenes and He Ping.
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