The Artifact Spirit sighed helplessly. If it had known this would be the result, why did it even bother coming here to watch and make itself feel worse?
Han Yu's face was extremely grim; he was even cursing the old wise man repeatedly in his heart.
Suddenly, an abrupt change occurred!
The four attacks that should have struck the Dharma Aspect of the Golden Cicada vanished into thin air.
"Look quickly, that spiritual light!"
The Artifact Spirit suddenly shouted, and Han Yu raised his head to look. Outside the Array, the spiritual light that had previously burrowed into the Golden Cicada flew out in an instant.
It did not unleash any powerful offensives, nor did it provide any protection.
Yet it was even more outrageous than either.
The spiritual light appeared abruptly, tearing open a rift in the void. It was chaos inside, and the four impending attacks were all swallowed by this abyss.
