Within the Great Void, a stifling, oppressive aura spread, as if the entire sky were collapsing.
Watching this scene, Gu Lingxiao's heart pounded. He smelled danger.
"Cyclops, Thousand Hands, what exactly is this thing? Why do I sense the aura of Heaven within it?"
As that bizarre dharma manifestation took shape, the unease in Gu Lingxiao's heart grew ever stronger. The manifestation was utterly strange—its thousand hands were like ghosts, its face savage and ferocious, making it look like a great demon descended upon the world. Yet its aura was supreme and vast, far beyond any ordinary technique.
"I have to leave this place."
After several cycles of deduction, he faintly caught hold of a weak point. Activating his divine ability, Gu Lingxiao prepared to flee.
But at that very moment, the dharma manifestation spoke, issuing a command to Heaven and Earth.
"Stop!"
The aura of weapons surged into the heavens, suppressing all directions. For an instant, the workings of the entire world stagnated.
Affected by it, Gu Lingxiao was like a fish out of water, forcibly frozen in place for a moment.
At that very moment, controlling the Yellow Heaven dharma manifestation, the Yellow-Robed Daoist activated the Yellow Heaven Army-Slaying Dao divine ability.
"Slaughter!"
An ancient true word echoed through the void. The descended Yellow Heaven dharma manifestation slowly opened its eyes. Its pupils were blood-red, and the moment they opened, the entire world was dyed crimson.
With a hum, when Gu Lingxiao's figure was reflected in those blood-red eyes, an extreme power of death enveloped him. This power struck directly at the root, rendering ordinary defensive divine abilities utterly useless. For a time, an omen of all things withering unfolded.
"What an eerie divine ability. It does not attack the flesh or strike at the soul, but targets