"Roar!"
The Saint-level Godzilla fell, a terrifying Red Lotus Karma Fire mixed with strands of deep blue electricity sweeping towards Xueshenzi.
"Hmph, futile effort!"
A figure within the black mist snorted coldly, and that pallid, withered palm reached out once more, within it a golden realm undamaged, remaining unyielding amidst the onslaught of fire and the tearing of thunder dragons.
This micro-world had truly stabilized; aside from some initial disorder when a large number of Saint-level cultivators entered, no other abnormalities arose.
The Saint-level Godzilla that fell through the void shrank at a visibly rapid pace until it was directly absorbed into the Rakshasa Ghost Country.
"Really can suck it up, what a big appetite. Aren't afraid of bursting yourself? I want to see just how much you can absorb!"
Li Xiaobai's lips twisted into a cold smile, his mind sinking into the System Mall, exchanging Godzillas one after another.