Seeing the black waves about to surge in from the opposite side, the six golden eyes of the Golden Dharma Idol above Han Li's head flashed with a golden brilliance, as he swung down the emerald longsword in his hand.
Han Li felt a vast amount of mana surge from within him like a tide, and at the same time, the golden brilliance flowed over the surface of the Dharma Idol, transforming into streams of light that frantically poured into the object in his hand.
The Sacred Provenance True Demon Physique, originally several zhang tall, not only shrank by nearly half in an instant but also became extraordinarily blurred, as if ethereal.
The nearby heavenly Qi suddenly roiled violently, countless five-colored runes appeared, and concurrently, the sound of wind and thunder erupted. The pitch-black light radiating in the passage seemed to encounter a stronger force of repulsion, first pausing, then rolling back, scattering in all directions.
