"You came here and now you want to flee? Nothing comes that easy. Stay right here, all of you." Hua Shiniang, who had yet to make a move, suddenly sneered. White light flared from the ground, and a white spiderweb several acres wide appeared out of thin air, trapping Shen Luo in an instant.
The white web was immensely sticky. The golden-and-azure phantom Shen Luo had become was like a moth caught in a spiderweb; no matter how he struggled, he could not break free. His expression changed drastically.
"Well done, Fellow Daoist Pansi! Shen Luo, you wretch, you dare show your face before me a second time? Take my spear!" the Six-Tusked Elephant King cried in delight, and the enormous golden spear in his hand came whistling down again.
The Golden-Winged Peng said nothing. With a sweep of his wings, he sent two streaks of golden light slashing toward Shen Luo as well.
Chi Rong had struck twice without success, leaving him both shocked and furious. He formed a hand seal and pointed through the air at the Black-and-White Twin Swords. Their light blazed as they rapidly spun and crossed, forming a black-and-white sword pillar over a hundred feet long and as thick as a millstone, which bore down on Shen Luo to grind him to pieces.
This time, Shen Luo had no way to dodge. Before the attacks of the three Taiyi beings even landed, three overwhelming forces descended from above, nearly crushing him to the ground.
The corners of Shen Luo's eyes twitched violently. He immediately formed seals with both hands, and vast swathes of golden light and black radiance erupted from his body. He suddenly grew several times taller, half his body turning demonic while the other half became golden. In an instant, he unleashed **Profound