Facing the Divine Pavilion Master's attack, the surging spiritual radiance shattered instantly. The Netherworld Palace Master, the Myriad Saints Ancestor, and the others let out muffled groans, each of them staggering back several steps.
The rift Mandala had opened also reached its limit at that moment. Unable to hold any longer, it rapidly closed, trapping the five of them once more like beasts in a cage.
Mandala and the others looked extremely grim. They had not expected the Divine Pavilion Master to become so terrifying with the enhancement of evil aura. He was likely already comparable to a High Earthly Sovereign.
Moreover, as the evil aura continued to contaminate the surroundings, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was becoming increasingly tainted. Their combat strength would continue weakening until they were completely suppressed by him...
"Hehe, stubborn resistance is merely a path to death." The Divine Pavilion Master stood atop surging black aura, a faint smile appearing on his face.
Just as Mandala and the others fell into a bitter battle, on the other side—
A streak of light arrived before the spirit puppet. Then, the spirit puppet, which had originally stood still without any movement, slightly raised its arm and directly caught the streak of light in its hand.
Liu Bai's eyes lit up at this sight, and he felt secretly delighted. It seemed his approach had been correct. This spirit puppet really had reacted...
The instant the token fell into its hand, a strange light began gathering within the spirit puppet's originally hollow eyes. An unusual fluctuation began spreading from its body.
The strange fluctuation erupting from the spirit puppet was naturally soon noticed by the Divine Pavilion Master and the others in the distance. His brows immediately furrowed as he gazed darkly at Liu Bai. Clearly, this