"This? Not good..." Gu Zhen's laughter came to an abrupt halt. Before he could react, the War Puppet raised its hand again. With a huge bang, the Buddha light over the alms bowl abruptly vanished. Not only did the countless heavenly dragons and mighty guardians disappear in an instant, but the alms bowl itself rapidly shrank as well.
With a whoosh, the poisonous water previously collected within the alms bowl immediately poured down from midair. Looking through the shimmering water, the shrunken alms bowl had already been pierced through by the spear, its dark-blue tip protruding from the bowl's bottom.
Gu Zhen's expression changed drastically. Gritting his teeth, he simply ignored the alms bowl and slapped the top of his own head again. With a puff, another beam of Buddha light shot into the sky. "Kill!" With Gu Zhen's furious roar, that Buddha light transformed into a palm thirty feet wide, evaded the spear, and struck straight at the War Puppet!
The War Puppet hurriedly shook its spear, clearly intending to fling away the alms bowl. Yet the bowl contained a universe within it—how could it be discarded just because one wished it so?
Seeing that it could not withdraw the spear anytime soon, blue light flickered over the War Puppet's left hand. The spear slowly became thinner and shorter, while its right hand clenched into a fist and met the enormous palm in midair!
"Not good!" Ci Hui, standing nearby, naturally understood. How could such a formidable spear be an ordinary weapon? If his guess was correct, it had to be some sort of Dao Sect magic treasure. He dared not delay and hurriedly used what little thought power he had left to send a voice transmission.
It was unknown whether Gu Zhen had heard the transmission, but at