Chapter 668 The Old Saint's Methods
Zhang Qian inside the Small Thousand Worlds was completely relieved. Mount Sumeru did not disappoint him and absorbed all the power of the attacks.

The Sumeru Sacred Mountain, which is tens of thousands of feet high, has long exhausted its power and will absorb any power. It suppresses the Small Thousand Worlds. As long as there is no power that can shatter the Sumeru Sacred Mountain in one blow and falls on the membrane of the world, then the Sumeru Small Thousand Worlds will be as solid as a rock.

However, this is a paradox, because the Xihuang world is not the Great Thousand World, there are no real Daluo immortals and gods in this world, and the Half-Step Daluo Dao Zun is the pinnacle. In this way, there will be no power in this world to destroy Mount Sumeru in one blow, so no one can destroy the Sumeru Small Thousand World.

Moreover, even if it was a true Daluo immortal god, Zhang Qian did not think that anyone could destroy the Sumeru Sacred Mountain, which was tens of thousands of feet high, with a single blow!

The world membrane of the Small Thousand Worlds looks fragile, but with the presence of Mount Sumeru, all the power attacking the world membrane will be transferred to Mount Sumeru. Attacking the world membrane is equivalent to attacking Mount Sumeru. How could anyone succeed?

It would be the same even if there were hundreds of great masters outside.

After the first wave of attacks, hundreds of Half-Step Daluo Dao Masters were shocked to see that their attacks had no effect.

At first, when the old Saint Lord ordered them to work together, they thought it was an overreaction. It was just a membrane of a small thousand world, and it did not require everyone to work together. Now they know that even if they work together, they cannot destroy this membrane of the world.

"It's really weird!"

The old saint frowned slightly, turned his gaze and looked at the vague Buddha statue that was tens of thousands of feet tall in the small world.

"Could it be because of this Buddha statue? The power of their attack just now suddenly disappeared without a trace. What happened?"

Even this old saint was puzzled.

"Is this what you rely on?"

At this moment, the old Saint Lord somewhat understood why the other party dared to hide in the Small Thousand Worlds and not come out.

After hundreds of Half-Step Daluo Daozuns bombarded them several times again without any effect, the old Saint Lord said directly: "Stop, let me try!"

As soon as these words came out, hundreds of Half-Step Daluo Dao Masters showed surprise, because they knew that this old Saint Lord had not taken action for many, many years, and there was basically no one in the world who could make him take action personally.

After hundreds of Half-Step Daluo retreated, the old Saint Lord stretched out his hand and the rules of hundreds of thousands of miles of land shrank under his control.

This contraction was extremely strange. The old saint transformed the rules within hundreds of thousands of miles into a giant net covering the sky composed of infinite rule lines.

The giant net surrounded the Sumeru Small Thousand World and wrapped it tightly.

Even because the old saint master was exerting all his strength, the originally invisible rules and lines were all clearly revealed.

I saw layers of intricate mesh lines appearing outside the Sumeru Small Thousand World. These were the lines of rules.

Bang bang bang...!
The giant net wrapped into a ball, exerting terrifying force from all directions, and began to squeeze the world membrane of the Sumeru Small Thousand World.

The membrane of the world immediately began to vibrate with a loud noise. Every vibration was like the collapse of the world, shaking everyone's mind.

Zhang Qian was horrified by this scene. The old Saint's method was too scary. He didn't use any magical powers or treasures. With just this method of manifesting the giant net of rules, no one in the world should be able to stop it. This was a direct attack from the level of rules. Zhang Qian deeply believed that even if a human king faced this giant net of rules, he would die on the spot. A human king who could smash the rules with his body would be completely entangled by the giant net of rules without any gaps before he could open the exit, and then be directly cut into a pool of minced meat!
"What an old monster!"

Zhang Qian sighed, and immediately began to pay close attention to the changes in the Small Thousand Worlds. The power brought by the giant net was equivalent to the suppression of hundreds of thousands of miles of heaven and earth, and there was no blind spot in the suppression.

This force was so strong that even at the moment of contact, the world membrane was strangled by the giant net, leaving dense and regular lines.

Zhang Qian felt that the entire small world had shrunk a little, and as the power of the giant net continued to flow, the small world continued to shrink.

However, the miracle of Mount Sumeru appeared. All the power bestowed on the membrane of the world was transferred and absorbed, replenishing the source of power that had been dried up for several epochs on Mount Sumeru.

"Hmm? Sure enough, there's something strange about that Buddha statue!"

This time, the old saint clearly felt that the power of his giant network of rules was sucked away, and all the power suppressed on the world membrane was transferred away. With his knowledge, he immediately determined that it was caused by the Buddha statue that was tens of thousands of feet tall. Apart from this, he did not believe there were other reasons.

"What a miraculous Buddha statue! It actually has such a miraculous power!"

After understanding the magic of the Buddha statue, the old saint's eyes moved and he was immediately attracted.

He knew that no one in the world could resist the power of the giant net of rules that he manifested, but at this moment he was blocked by a Buddha statue, so that he could not even remove a small layer of the world membrane.

However, Zhang Qian had already repaired all the damaged twelve ancestor witches, gods and demons at this time. When the twelve ancestor witches, gods and demons returned to the Dutian Shensha Banner, Zhang Qian had no intention of manifesting his immortal golden body again and going out to play. Facing the old saint who directly used the giant net of rules, going out would be tantamount to seeking death.

"Fortunately, when I used the Heavenly Demon Pagoda to perform the art of shape-shifting, I did not take back the Heavenly Demon that I had exchanged places with. Otherwise, I would be trapped and killed in this small world now."

Before, Zhang Qian robbed dozens of immortal golden bodies of Mengyouxian, and directly performed the teleportation at the edge of the Blade Ghost Domain, exchanging positions with a demon in the Sumeru Small Thousand World. Now, that demon is still at the edge of the Blade Ghost Domain. Even though the outside of the Small Thousand World is now tightly wrapped by the giant net of rules, Zhang Qian can exchange positions with the demon in the Blade Ghost Domain and leave here at any time as long as he thinks about it.

The more Zhang Qian used the Heavenly Demon Pagoda's shape-shifting technique, the more perverted it seemed.

At that time, the Demon Ancestor Luohou had the real Demon Pagoda. Presumably, he also relied on this art of shape-shifting to stir up trouble in the ancient world and caused a catastrophe in the ancient world.

With Luohou's ability, he can leave many demons everywhere in the prehistoric world, and then he can exchange positions with these demons at any time and travel back and forth in the prehistoric world very quickly.

You have to know that the vastness of the prehistoric world is simply unimaginable. It is far from being comparable to any other world. Even the entire endless starry sky is not as vast as the prehistoric world.

In such a magnificent world, even a Golden Immortal cannot fly from one side to the other. However, Luohou can rely on the art of shape-shifting to quickly shuttle through the entire prehistoric world. This is like adding wings to a tiger for Luohou who is bent on making trouble.

Now Zhang Qian has mastered the magical power of the Heavenly Demon Pagoda and also learned the art of shape-shifting. The magical powers of the Demon Ancestor from the primitive world cannot be blocked by the means of the mere Middle Thousand Worlds.

Seeing that the old Saint Master was working tirelessly to maintain the giant web of rules and continuously create power for Mount Xumi, Zhang Qian was just about to leave the Small Thousand Worlds to try to find the Tianxu Sect's holy place and launch a fierce sneak attack. Unexpectedly, the old Saint Master outside suddenly changed his face, waved his hand to disperse the giant web of rules, and shouted in a gloomy voice: "Let's go! Everyone return to the sect!"

(End of this chapter)