At the very least, there is no power in the star-filled universe capable of breaching the defense of the Chaos Black Lotus; certainly, the combined effort of those seven individuals would be insufficient.
Within his mind, his primordial spirit—a miniature version of Su Chen—sat cross-legged, shrouded in a layer of black mist. It was the Devouring Qi Shield, wrapping him completely to ward off the lethal strikes of the Calamity-Extinguishing Wasteland Needles.
The miniature Su Chen’s face was deathly pale. He slowly opened his eyes, a look of deep solemnity written across them, for this miniature self was the result of a fusion between his own physical Blood Wheel and Su Chen. Only in this way could he temporarily rely on the Devouring Qi Shield to withstand the attacks of the Calamity-Extinguishing Wasteland Needles.
Chapter 965