"H-how was this possible?" Ghost Chariot struggled in terror, only to find that everything had been suppressed. All his struggles were futile.
Ji Meng's expression changed drastically beside him. He tried to rescue Ghost Chariot, but the golden light shooting from the Haotian Mirror blocked him!
The power of the Great Dao within it left him helpless. He could only join Ying Zhao and Nine Infants in relentlessly attacking Haotian!
But now that Haotian was at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm, the spirit light cascading from the Haotian Pagoda he wielded was far stronger than before.
The three Quasi-Saints' attacks struck the barrier of spirit light, raising only faint ripples. They could not inflict the slightest injury on Haotian.
Seeing this, Haotian curled his lips, revealing a chilling trace of murderous intent.
He held the Haotian Sword, its radiance brimming with vast, terrifying killing intent, and slashed at Ghost Chariot.
The sword light was like heavenly punishment. Wherever it passed, the laws within the void were forcibly stripped away, and Ghost Chariot's Great Dao was severed inch by inch by the terrifying killing intent within it.
This was not an overwhelming disparity in strength, but in Dao. Like the difference between a Saint and a Quasi-Saint, it was a fundamental gulf.
Ghost Chariot stared at that terrifying sword light, his eyes filled with despair.
He wanted to dodge, but the Haotian Mirror had immobilized him.
"No!!!"
The sword light swept through Ghost Chariot's body.
Boom!!!
Ghost Chariot's physical body was instantly obliterated. Beneath the Haotian Sword's light, his Great Dao was forcibly scattered, reduced to the most primordial Dao resonance.
But how could a Quasi-Saint be so easy to kill?
A moment later, Ghost Chariot reappeared tens of thousands of miles away.
Yet the Haotian Mirror was still there.