However, as the celestial light spread out, it did not dissipate.
Instead, it rapidly converged in the air, forming a powerful energy vortex.
The vortex spun at an astonishing speed, constantly devouring the surrounding spiritual energy and releasing a terrifying pressure.
Just then, the space in front of the old ox suddenly distorted, and a figure walked out from it.
The newcomer was the same Taoist priest from before.
His expression was grave, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes. Clearly, Old Niu's attack had made him feel threatened.
However, considering that the other party had managed to hunt down the Heavenly Emperor Li Daozhi so relentlessly that he had nowhere to run or hide, he no longer found it strange...
The Taoist priest, carrying his whisk, took a step forward and leaped ahead, catching up directly with the old ox.
His speed was incredibly fast, like lightning. He flicked his whisk in his hand, making a crisp sound, and at the same time shouted sharply, "Fellow Daoist! Stay!"
Before he finished speaking, the dust from the whisk suddenly unfurled, like a blooming flower, and swept towards the old ox.
Each strand of dust gleamed with a cold light, like countless sharp daggers, sending chills down one's spine.
They intertwined in the air to form a dense, impenetrable net, attempting to trap the old ox tightly.
However, how could such a simple change possibly harm the old ox?
He glanced contemptuously at the swirling whisk, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.
Seeing that the whisk was about to hit him, the old ox calmly swung the big stick in his hand, his movements as natural as flowing water.
In an instant, a powerful force surged from the club, like a giant dragon soaring into the sky.
The club and the whisk collided with a deafening crash.
With a single strike, countless dust particles were blasted apart, scattering in all directions like colorful fireworks.
The whisk in Lingxu Daoist's hand could not withstand such a huge impact and instantly flew out of his hand, soaring high into the air.
At the same time, Lingxu Daoist also lost control of his whisk, and his body was involuntarily thrown out.
While suspended in mid-air, he let out a gasp, his face filled with astonishment and disbelief.
He never expected that his carefully crafted magic weapon would be so vulnerable in front of the old ox.
Without hesitation, the old ox raised the big stick high and leaped up, instantly appearing above Lingxu Daoist's head.
He gripped the big stick tightly, swung it forcefully, and smashed it down hard on the Taoist's crown.
This strike carried boundless power and might, as if it could shatter the entire world.
However, just as the club was about to strike Lingxu Daoist's crown, an invisible force suddenly descended, completely enveloping the surrounding void.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and space itself seemed to freeze.
Lingxu Daoist stared wide-eyed at the giant stick, his face filled with terror and despair.
He tried to struggle, but his body was completely immobile.
Just then, a strange light flashed above Lingxu Daoist's head, followed by a mysterious ripple.
A finger, as white as jade, suddenly emerged from the ripples and pointed at the falling club with astonishing speed.
At the critical moment, the finger firmly pressed against the big stick.
After being blocked, the giant stick immediately stopped falling and hovered motionless in the air.
Old Niu's face instantly turned extremely gloomy. He felt the big stick in his hand suddenly lose its weight, as if it had become ethereal.
The next moment, a crisp "crack" was heard, and the incredibly hard rod broke in two.
"This is a sage making a move!" Old Niu grunted, then threw away the half of his club and, without another word, leaped into the distance, fleeing straight into the depths of the universe.
However, before he had escaped far, the void ahead suddenly collapsed, and everything seemed to turn into nothingness.
Old Niu hurriedly stopped, and just as he was about to change direction, a gigantic hand suddenly rose from the void and reached out to grab him.
Old Niu suddenly felt a tightness in the surrounding space and time; in the darkness, the universe stopped flowing and all things froze.
"Roar!" The old ox roared angrily, not to be outdone.
He tried his best to break free of the restraints, but the pressure emanating from that large hand was as heavy as a mountain, making it impossible for him to move an inch.
"Damn it!" Old Niu was filled with anger and despair. He knew he was facing the power of a saint, which he was powerless to resist.
But he was unwilling to be captured so easily, so he struggled desperately, trying to find a glimmer of hope.
However, all his struggles were in vain, as the large hand drew ever closer and was about to grab him.
The old ox stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with fear and resentment.
He knew what fate awaited him once he fell into the hands of a sage.
"No! I can't die here like this!" the old ox said through gritted teeth.
He used all his strength to try to break free from the large hand's grasp.
However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not budge that giant hand even an inch.
Finally, the large hand slowly closed, tightly grasping the old ox in its palm.
The old ox's body began to twist and deform, as if it would be crushed into mincemeat at any moment.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The old ox's laughter suddenly rang out and echoed in the void, carrying endless sorrow and helplessness.
In the end, he could not escape the sage's grasp and became the prey captured by him.
Meanwhile, in the distant starry sky, the figure of Daoist Lingxu gradually emerged. He quietly watched everything that was happening before him, his heart filled with countless emotions.
The large hand clenched its five fingers, as if the most powerful force in the world was concentrated within it, easily capturing the old ox in its palm.
Then, it suddenly shrank and vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.
When Lingxu Daoist saw this, he knew in his heart that his master had taken down the old ox.
He was eager to see how his teacher would deal with the old demon, so he immediately turned around and rode his escape light towards the sage's dojo.
At the same time, the sage had already withdrawn his large hand.
He sat upright on the cloud bed, his face expressionless, spread his five fingers, and then gently patted down with his backhand.
The old ox in his palm was instantly enveloped in a ball of clear light, and fell like a meteor, crashing heavily to the ground.
The old ox was in great pain and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. After rolling on the ground a few times, it hurriedly stood up, glanced at the Sage on the cloud bed, and immediately took a few steps back, wanting to use its supernatural power to turn into light and escape.
However, in the next instant, he was horrified to find that his magical power and primordial spirit had been temporarily sealed, making it impossible for him to cast any spells, and his face immediately turned extremely ugly.
Not far away, the Heavenly Emperor Li Daozhi quietly watched all of this unfold.
"Heh heh... You old devil! You've finally met your match!"
A look of satisfaction finally appeared on his face, and a hint of pleasure flashed in his eyes.
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