Fuck, what the hell is that thing!
Li Dazhi inwardly cursed furiously, his figure swiftly dodging backward as several streaks of light flew out from his sleeves to protect his surroundings.
As soon as the words 'Heavenly Dao' left Mo Linyuan's mouth, Li Dazhi heard countless voices chanting scripture, and the entire grand hall was enveloped by a pale golden light barrier.
He fought against the dizziness, charging straight towards the entrance of the grand hall, but Mo Linyuan's figure merged with the black crow behind him; it instantly appeared in front of Li Dazhi, smacking him with a slap that sent him flying.
