"Disrespecting the gods... great sin... great sin!"
The Queen Mother of the West heard Wu Liang's cold sarcasm and was so angry that her forehead veins throbbed as she kept mumbling the words "great sin."
The next moment, the Bright Pearls around her began to flash one by one.
The golden paint that had fallen from her forehead instantly restored itself.
Dark holes began to appear gradually in her vicinity. Any building or ground that touched these spheres would disappear, and they were slowly inching towards Wu Liang, closing in on him.
Their movement was oddly slow, appearing to be so easy to avoid that one could do so even with eyes closed.
But the strangest part was that under the flashing of the Bright Pearls, the scene in front of the Queen Mother of the West seemed frozen in time.
Forget Wu Liang, even the tree branches swayed by the wind and the flags flanking the West Queen Mother Temple came to a standstill in mid-air, along with the dust kicked up from the ground.
