Countless methods, moves, and mechanisms capable of overturning the situation were, at this moment, not material constructs but projections from a mysterious miniature world—like thoughts given substance from the void.
At any other time, they would have been enough to plunge cultivators below the Sixth Realm into peril. Yet when directed at Qiu Yan, they vanished like mud and stones sinking into the sea, without the slightest response!
One had to know that the Literary Web of today was no longer what it had been when first established. Vast beyond measure, it spanned time and space, stretching across several continents. Countless Grandmasters, Grand Confucians, scholars, and ordinary people sent their thoughts coursing through it, constructing illusory worlds. It could be called boundless. Though it could not yet compare to the Scholar Forest or the Mohist Spiritual World, dealing with a Life Cultivation practitioner of the Sixth Realm posed no problem at all.
With the Literary Web's vastness, let alone a few moves—even if a Star Lord arrived in person, it could still devour them!
"What Divine Ability is this? It does not resemble a Daoist method! Could it be..."
The Desert Mohist Venerable's expression changed drastically. With a thought, he rode the countless destructive impacts and rapidly retreated, actually intending to withdraw into the spatial passage!
Seeing this, the many Grandmasters still imprisoned amid the gaps between countless radiant Divine Abilities could not help widening their already bulging eyes further, staring at one another in horror!
"That Sixth Realm mighty figure has actually been completely suppressed by the Marquis of Pacifying the Realm and is trying to flee back!"
While shocked, they also relaxed somewhat. After all, he was a Sixth Realm existence. If he had truly set foot in Donghua, no one knew how many storms he might have