The Vajra Pestle was directly flung out by Zhunti, turning into a golden lion. With a mighty roar, the space shook like overlapping mountains, and the profound Dharma Seal was struck out, directly imprinted on the blade of the Avici Yuan Tu.
"Hmph, measly tricks!" Netherworld River snorted coldly, flipping the long sword in his hand. A blue light escaped from the Avici Sword, and in an instant, mountains crumbled and the sea flooded, and the space within dozens of feet was shattered in the blink of an eye, shooting towards the lion with an unparalleled force.
"Thump!"
With a dull sound, the lion couldn't withstand the invasion of the sword light and dissolved into smoke and clouds in an instant. Guiding coughed lightly, his body sent flying backward, the golden light of his Undamaged Body unable to withstand Netherworld River's sharp assault—it was simply not enough.
