Chapter 326: Dharma Relic
Drip, drip.
The colorful lights of the Purple Mansion Realm cultivators rose through the rain. Each Daoist Master held their dharma artifact, their expressions varied—some calm, some filled with pity, others complex. Their divine abilities interconnected seamlessly, leaving no gaps between them.
"Nine Daoist Masters…"
The Wrathful Maha glared with his golden eyes, attempting to activate his metallic essence discreetly, only to find that the void was intricately linked, with a grand formation already set up to prevent his escape. His heart was instantly filled with a mix of shock and fury.
"You… you all… plotted against me?"
The Wrathful Maha's handsome face twisted, his body heating up, steam rising from his being. His well-defined back glistened with sweat as his deep golden eyes stared angrily at the Purple Mansion Realm cultivators.
With a twisted smile, he shouted in rage, "I see… I was too preoccupied to notice that something was amiss. You must have been planning this for a long time… No wonder… No wonder!"
The nine beams of colorful light each displayed different forms but stood firm, blocking his way without the slightest concession.
"Azure Pond Sect… Golden Feather Sect… Changxiao Gate… Purple Smoke Gate… Golden Tang Gate… Excellent! You are all here!" The Wrathful Maha roared maniacally, his voice causing the surrounding forest to bend and animals to bow. The oppressive aura thickened, his presence growing ever more powerful.