Li Cheng casually made a remark, and the next second, Monk Wumo's eyes widened. What did he see?
He actually saw that the attack had become incredibly slow, like a snail crawling!
You've got to be kidding, with fifty-three million Time Laws in his possession, and an additional sixty-nine million Space Laws, at this moment, Li Cheng had only mobilized the Space Law.
Under the augmentation of the Space Law, the attack that appeared to be just over a foot away from Li Cheng was in fact infinitely extended, reaching hundreds of thousands of miles.
"Divine Monk, act quickly, I can only hold off this attack for twenty or thirty breaths, but I cannot eliminate it," Li Cheng reminded.
Monk Wumo came back to his senses, took out a golden bowl in his hand, and captured the attack inside.
"Demon-suppressing Envoy? Since when did you provoke us?"
At this moment, an extremely calm voice emanated from within the Formation.
