Bai Juexin’s Hysteria, Another Time Lock

The sword qi descended from above and boomeranged towards Bai Juexin!

As Bai Juexin was shackled by the chains of the miniverse and could not escape from the sword qi, all he could do was bite the bullet and take the hit. 

One after another, the sword qi blasted his body, while the Daoist patterns around his Emperor body shattered into pieces.

"How does it feel having a taste of your own sword qi?"

Chu Kuangren chuckled while levitating in the air.

Previously, it would have been a difficult task to teleport Bai Juexin's sword qi using his Spatial Conveyor Skill.

Even if Chu Kuangren had somehow managed to achieve it, he would not be able to control its destination.

Fortunately, Chu Kuangren had refined the Realm Origin and familiarized himself with everything of this realm, including its spatial structures.

"D*mn it, d*mn it..."