"Those who gain the Dao get much help, while those who lose the Dao get little help!"
"I am the Dao!"
Meng Qi's voice was like the sound of thunder that echoed in the heart of the Nether Emperor, shaking his Primordial Spirit and making his soul tremble. Within his induction, Mr. Lu of the legendary realm and Man Fairy Su Wuming were attacking the remaining slough of the Heart Saint; the Priest of God of Sun Yun He used the Shang Qing Immemorial Talisman to create the Formation of Nature, trapping the badly wounded Northern Dragon firmly inside; several monk superiors of Shaolin formed the little taicang sector, impelled the relic and the buddha treasure and recited lection characters of mercy that could purify hell. The Golden Swastika flew out from layers after layers of clear light of azure stones towards the congenital corpse of god and release souls from purgatory little by little.
