In the alley.
A monk in white knelt on one knee on the ground, gasping heavily, his body resembling a fragile porcelain, covered in cracks.
He looked fervently at the descending phantom of the Six-armed Great Black Heaven,
saw the great deity open its eyes,
heard it issue a commanding shout, saw a pitch-black spear flash by!
Then.
Nothing happened.
The pitch-black spear pierced through the void, just before reaching Director Zhang, the moment it crossed the line on the ground,
it suddenly disappeared without a trace.
It seemed that the line they had drawn was truly insurmountable.
"Misunderstanding!!"
Thunderous roars exploded over Chongyang City, the phantom of the Six-armed Great Black Heaven let out a roar, and then the next second, it shattered with a crash!
The monk in white was bewildered, frantically trying to communicate with the Great Black Heaven, but received no response at all,
