At this moment, it was not only those thirty-six Whip Shadows that were affected.
In the field, the Spirit Official Statue holding the divine whip aloft did not wait for Su Shi'er to continue driving it.
Its gaze suddenly dimmed, and the surging spiritual power throughout its body vanished without a trace, like banners and drums falling silent.
Bang!
With a muffled crash, the Spirit Official Statue, suspended five feet above the ground, slammed heavily onto the earth and fell completely still.
Within the sword formation, Su Shi'er's expression changed slightly.
He could clearly sense that the instant the seal appeared in the air, an invisible Daoist might had, in the blink of an eye, erased the divine sense he had lodged within the Spirit Official Statue. Even his vast True Yuan had been scattered along with it.
"What... what kind of method is this?"
Su Shi'er frowned deeply, his voice ringing out at once.
"This object is called the Taiji Square Seal. It is a low-grade spiritual treasure, the sect-defending treasure of an Immortal Cultivation Holy Land sect called the Thousand Silk Puppet Gate several thousand years ago.
The Thousand Silk Puppet Gate was not particularly powerful, but it was renowned for crafting talismans and puppets.
This Taiji Square Seal was refined by the Thousand Silk Puppet Gate through a secret art. Its greatest use was to specifically counter puppet techniques.
A thousand years ago, the Thousand Silk Puppet Gate was wiped out overnight, a tragedy that could be called one of the rarest in the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land. The Taiji Square Seal was lost as a result.
Who would have thought that this treasure had fallen into Tiandao Palace's hands!"
Before the Tiandao Palace Holy Son could speak, Ling Yue Shang's voice came from afar.
Ling Yue