Following Zhao Hai's voice, all the arms on Zhao Hai's body were raised in unison. Each of these arms shot out different things. Some were a swastika Buddhist seal, some were a Tai Chi diagram, and some were animals. These animals were all kinds of strange and varied.
The energy that formed the various patterns, along with the spiritual Qi of the same attribute as the patterns, rushed toward the Tribulation cloud. Soon, all the energy entered the Tribulation cloud.
Mo Yu, who was standing at the side, felt that the Tribulation cloud of the heavenly Tribulation had suddenly stopped. All the electric snakes had stopped, and they were motionless. The rolling clouds had also stopped. At this moment, it was as if time had stopped. It was as if the Tribulation cloud had turned into a picture on TV when someone had pressed the pause button.
