"Impossible!" Fuyang's eyes filled with utter horror...
Clang! A heaven-shaking explosion rang out. The golden hand, tens of thousands of feet across, actually seized the enormous hammer crashing down upon it...
Even more astonishingly...
Hum! An incredible surge of golden light erupted from the hammer, instantly sweeping aside the black-red light waves for tens of thousands of miles around... Before Fuyang's disbelieving eyes, the gigantic demonic phantom was struck by boundless golden light...
Bang! Golden light surged, and the immense demonic phantom was instantly crushed in that grip...
Pfft! As the colossal demonic figure was crushed, boundless ripples of light burst outward... Fuyang opened his mouth and spat out a stream of black-purple blood. His mind and spirit had clearly suffered grievous damage... He staggered, nearly falling...
After several thousand years of cultivation, Li Xiaoya had already reached the immortal tribulation stage... His strength had increased far more than merely dozens of times over...
In an instant!
"Die!"
"Ah!"
"Graaah!" The other three immortal tribulation stage cultivators-Niu Ben, Nineteen Niang, and the Five-Poison Divine Chicken-also attacked, unleashing piercing roars as they hurled heaven-shaking divine abilities at Li Xiaoya...
By contrast...
The Demon Marshal Sacred Lord did not attack. He was watching! Watching to see just how astonishing Li Xiaoya's cultivation was. If things truly went wrong... he could only flee. As long as he hid until the army of devil cultivators arrived, Li Xiaoya would have no choice but to submit to capture... But that was not the problem at hand...
It was the restrictions Li Xiaoya had deployed beforehand, clearly intended to prevent his escape...
Then I can only use that move for now...! The Demon Marshal Sacred Lord suddenly looked up into the sky and made his decision...
However!
At that very instant...
Rumble!
Bang! Bang! Boom! Three