Su Daji hid within the lascivious air. With an enchanting smile, she pushed Tai Li, Han Guang, and the other Dharmakayas back layer by layer, just the shockwave was enough to push He Qi, Yun He, and the other Dharmakayas back.
Just as she was about to wipe everyone out and regain control of the situation, she suddenly felt something in her heart. Then, a green-robed man with a muddled auspicious cloud above his head stepped out of the void in front of her. It looked as if surreal rivers were flowing all around the man, his eyes were profound and calm, he looked at her without any emotion. Then, the colorful celestial sword in his hand vibrated and fired off a five-color sword beam that stuck to the entire surrounding.
"The Fairy Slaying Formation?" Su Daji's red crystal eyes were no longer relaxed. Instead, they looked solemn. Her mouth opened anxiously as she spat out a small white umbrella with oil paper as its surface and embedded with white fur.
