Thousand Flood Dragons Cross the Sea

Within the Great Void, heavenly thunder rumbled, sweeping away all things.

"At last, I've got that Wuding under control."

Weaving through wind and thunder, Wind-Thunder Demon Emperor looked at the illusion realm that was continuously collapsing and gradually being enveloped by rosy light, then let out a long breath.

With Rosy Phoenix True Lord's help and arrangements laid in advance, he had finally trapped True Lord Wuding this time. Yet he also knew that it would not be so easy to kill True Lord Wuding completely. Though True Lord Wuding appeared to have suffered severe injuries, he was in truth still far from death.

Of course, with every advantage in hand, if he were willing to try, he might truly be able to slay True Lord Wuding. It simply held little meaning.

With his three bodies unfixed, judging by the abilities True Lord Wuding displayed on Heavenly Mulberry Continent, even if I destroy this Dao body of his, it will be of little use. He most likely has another Dao body somewhere. Killing him now would actually do more to help him break free.

Recalling Rosy Phoenix True Lord's instructions, Wind-Thunder Demon Emperor forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart.

At another time and in another place, he would certainly have spared no cost to destroy this Dao body of True Lord Wuding. Though that would not kill Wuding, it would still be enough to diminish his foundations. But now, he could not.

He could still tell which mattered more: salvaging the overall situation in the Western Region, or indulging in a moment's satisfaction.

"Wuding, just sink deep into that illusion realm. You aren't the only one in this world skilled in illusions."

With a cold laugh, Wind-Thunder Demon Emperor cast one final glance at True Lord Wuding, then