At the bottom of the pit.
Shen Ye still lay motionless.
The shattered Battle Armor peeled off him and scattered across the ground, turning into crystals that cracked with sharp snaps.
Even though they had already been shattered, the broken pieces continued to fracture.
The force of that punch had yet to dissipate!
Xiatelai's voice rang out:
"I forged this Battle Armor back when I traveled the Ten Thousand Worlds."
"When you used it, I altered its design and deliberately sealed away many of its powers to avoid attracting unwanted attention."
"Yet he shattered it with one punch."
"So it wouldn't actually be easy for that slash of mine to trap him?" Shen Ye asked.
"At most, you could siphon off some of his power before you had to open your Dharma Form and let him out-otherwise, he'd break through it," Xiatelai said.
"He's too strong." Seventh Uncle sighed.
"He certainly is," the Destruction Boat added.
"That makes me even less willing to let him out," Shen Ye said.
"But the Dharma Form can't suppress him!" Su Su interjected.
Shen Ye shook his head and said:
"We used Destruction's shield art and lost a suit of Battle Armor too. We have to think of something, or wouldn't that be a huge loss?"
"Besides, I have no other means of taking his next punch."
Everyone fell silent.
As the saying went, sheer strength overcame every trick. With strength like his, even if they had some method, they still couldn't stop him.
What could they do?
Xiatelai suddenly spoke:
"I have a mental connection with the Battle Armor. There was a completely unknown power hidden in that punch of his."
"It was precisely because I was wary of that power that I didn't dare repair the Battle Armor and let it shatter