Bandha suddenly looked up at the sky.
At this moment, from above the dark sky, he saw a billowing crimson cloak, with a golden figure beneath it.
"My army is endless; even if you escape from my hands, it's of no use!"
Bandha said slowly.
Indra lowered his head, his golden eyes flickered, reflecting Bandha's image, and said, "I don't need to defeat you, just need to summon the goddess, and that will be enough!"
As he finished speaking, a flash of golden light appeared in his hand.
A Righteous Law Net instantly appeared in his hand; with a swing of his arm, he tossed it into the air, and it began to expand infinitely.
The seven horizontal and seven vertical threads of the Righteous Law Net spread out.
Each rope began to grow indefinitely, seeming to grow like the Vindhya Mountain, longer and longer, stretching towards Bandha.
"It's useless, the cycle of ages means that the Righteous Law will eventually collapse one day!"
"Weakening Treasure!"
