Temporary Peace

When the green light shield was about to be broken, the bump on Wu Ji patriarch's forehead would shoot out a tiny green light to stabilize the green light shield.

One after another, the green light barrier stabilized and blocked the spear shadow's self-destruction each time it was about to collapse.

Soon, the power of the spear shadows that filled the sky had been completely exhausted. In the blink of an eye, only a dozen or so black spear shadows were left. They descended in unison and shot directly toward the azure light shield.

"Your attack is nothing more than this!"

Seeing that the spear shadows covering the sky were about to be used up, Wu Ji patriarch's smile grew wider. His fat was stacked on top of each other, making him look fierce and funny.

"I've said it before. It's too early for you to be happy!"

Jing Wudao didn't seem to care about Wu Ji patriarch's mockery.