As soon as Bai Han decided to become serious, the tide of the battle turned in his favor. He instantly appeared in front of Wang Wei, this time holding the golden brush that had shrunk its size to a normal one.
He waved his brush, creating a black ink slash similar to a sword slash. Without the ability to react in time, Wang Wei was sent crashing on the ground, creating a massive shockwave thousand of kilometers after landing.
However, he quickly got up without a scratch on his body. He wanted to take the initiative and attack, unfortunately, this was not possible. As soon as Wang Wei got up, his step faltered, and he groan as he held his head.
He looked around to see a bunch of illusory golden scholars reading and reciting scriptures to him. Their voices had a weird power that seemed to directly attack his spirit and will.
