Forming the Array (2)

Accompanied by the sound of air being torn apart, the three flying daggers turned into streams of light. They seemed as if they were painting as they danced across the Forbidden Stone.

Pfft!

The commotion was very quiet. However, when the three flying daggers disappeared and reappeared in Wang Yi's spiritual space, the Forbidden Stone collapsed with a loud crash, splitting into 24 pieces.

"Such sharp daggers!"

Seeing this, Venerable Ning Jing's pupils constricted and she couldn't help but sigh. It was no wonder Wang Yi could cut off the arm of the physical Dharma Idol.

If it were her, although she could also easily shatter the Forbidden Stone, she would never be able to do it as easily as Wang Yi.

When Wang Yi heard this, he shook his head and smiled. "I've embarrassed myself in front of Fellow Daoist Ning Jing."