One Palm of Primordial Infinity!

"Light-Holding Cinnabar Sun True Person?"

Wang Ping spoke as soon as the thought struck him, voicing his guess outright. The shadow appeared unmoved, but in truth, he was so shocked that he nearly lost his composure.

Because Wang Ping had guessed correctly.

But how had this Water Qi Dao Son figured it out? Did he have a heavenly eye? Or was this simply how Water Qi minds worked?

That shock slowed the shadow by half a beat. Chu Tianqiu's Yin Spirit, under Wang Ping's control, had already gathered its full Dharma Power. The Netherdark Pot blotted out the sun and pinned the shadow firmly in place. Then, exploiting Earth Yin Soil's power to restrain Earth Yin Water, it began stripping away his mysteries and Dharma Power.

But Wang Ping soon realized something was wrong.

Misguided Peril had not activated. The shadow had clearly fallen under his control and was trapped in danger; Misguided Peril should have been available by now.

Yet it wasn't.

The next instant, Wang Ping saw the shadow's body turn to stone, as though it had become an earthen shell. A phantom then drifted lightly away from the spot.

With that escape, he easily shook off both the Netherdark Pot's pull and the many mysteries that had locked onto him. The earthen shell left behind collapsed with a crash, crumbling into scattered clods of mud, while the shadow leaped like a dragon and broke free of Wang Ping's suppression.

Hibernating Dragon's Sleep!

At the sight, Wang Ping's expression changed, but his movements did not slow in the slightest. The Profound Unity Calamity-Crossing Ring revolved behind his head, and another figure stepped out.

It was Jing Lang's Yin Spirit.

Jing Lang took the Netherdark Pot from Chu Tianqiu's Yin Spirit, then circulated the qi of heaven and earth.