"You arrived without sound or form and escaped my notice. You must have some skill. But you think a single sentence will give you control of the situation? Laughable!"
The Red-Robed Man heard Chen Cuo's voice but did not even look at him. He spread his four claws and grabbed at the three on the Sacrificial Altar!
The three felt their thoughts tremble. The four claws seemed to grow larger and more terrifying, threatening to engulf them and the entire Sacrificial Altar!
"What ambition! He means to sweep up the Qiu Ruins altar along with us!"
The aged voice sighed, then turned into a gale of cutting winds that swept toward the Red-Robed Man!
Close behind came an intangible sense of Supreme Detachment from Emotion, cold and unfeeling. It was as if a pair of eyes looked down on the red-robed man without a trace of emotion, intent on seeing through him inside and out, past and future!
Then came the clear chime of a bell. Ethereal and elusive, it reached straight into the Red-Robed Man's heart, seeking to stir every emotion and thought, breed the Five Aggregates and Six Thieves, and influence him from within!
"Petty tricks! You who follow these flawed, latter-day paths dare hope to affect me?" The Red-Robed Man roared with laughter and snapped his four claws!
Fine lines surged across them and glimmered faintly. Then four visions appeared—
On the first claw appeared the Sun, Moon, and Stars;
on the second, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning;
on the third, mountains, rivers, grasses, and trees;
on the fourth, birds and beasts!
He clenched his claws. The four visions swallowed the gale of cutting winds, the eyes of Supreme Detachment, and the Five Aggregates and Six Thieves. He seized them together and crushed them into a pill.