"Dao!... You're going to use that move?" At the sight, the Purple-Light Daoist Patriarch's expression changed, and he cried out, looking ready to step forward...
"Relax! It won't hurt your precious disciple!" the figure shimmering with five-colored spiritual light said coldly...
Jerkov and Ceno stared with their eyes wide, utterly terrified. They wanted to say something, but could not even open their mouths. Clearly, their magic power had been completely sealed; they could not muster so much as a trace of it. The divine abilities of this figure shimmering with five-colored spiritual light were truly appalling.
What worried them even more was that the Purple-Light Daoist Patriarch beside them, a Great Cultivator at the Immortal Tribulation Stage, was also so wary of this shimmering figure. This time, there was no escaping their doom...
"Go!" The figure shimmering with five-colored spiritual light rapidly chanted an incantation. Astonishing waves of five-colored spiritual light surged across the sky, while the glowing sphere in the figure's hand churned with an even more incredible radiance, sending out strands of five-colored light as fine as silkworm silk. The figure thrust a finger toward the two men with a cold snort...
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" The strands of five-colored spiritual light turned into flashing streaks and shot toward their heads...
"Pfft! Pfft!" In an instant, the strands pierced straight through their heads, reaching into the depths of their divine sense and memories...
"!!" Jerkov and Ceno shuddered, their bodies trembling for a moment before their expressions went blank...
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" The strands of five-colored spiritual light quivered with radiance, then slowly began projecting countless streams of five-colored spiritual light that poured into the shimmering sphere in the figure's hand...
"Whew! Go!" The figure tapped the shimmering sphere again. Five-colored spiritual light surged through it as