Staring at Guan Ao, he sneered coldly,
"You wish to stop us? Utter madness!"
"Bring the ladle!"
As his words fell, a large iron ladle materialized out of thin air and silently plummeted towards Guan Ao!
At the same time.
Beneath Guan Ao, a phantom of firewood appeared, seemingly roasting him over a fire.
Guan Ao's gaze slightly hardened—the ladle was too fast, and even though he was a Body Cultivator, he couldn't dodge in time.
However, he seemed to have no intention of dodging at all.
His body swiftly swelled, and a mottled and murky phantom faintly circled around him!
With arms crossed and body slightly bent, he was heavily smashed down by the large iron ladle!
But he quickly flew back up into the air, looking somewhat disheveled, yet without any serious injury.
"Dao Domain!?"
"No, it looks somewhat incomplete..."
Among the cultivators of Jin, someone couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
The faces of the Evil Gods also changed slightly!
