Before the exclamations ceased, Shen Wushuang, unable to turn around in time, suddenly found a large hand appearing out of thin air behind him, with fingers spread wide.
Bang!
This hand firmly grabbed Xie Tian's wrist.
In the instant he was seized, the Divine Body's afterimage produced by Shen Wushuang finally came to a halt.
Seeing the still Shen Wushuang, everyone was dumbfounded!
Because at this moment, Shen Wushuang was directly facing Xie Tian.
"He had already, already noticed!"
"The afterimage was merely to confuse Xie Tian!"
"Truly deserving of the title of the supreme celestial of the lower realm!"
"Indeed, without the Holy Pattern, Xie Tian simply cannot compete with Shen Wushuang at the six-tier Kai Dao level!"
"Hmph, it's as if Shen Wushuang has any dignity in doing this!"
...
Indeed, Shen Wushuang felt quite dignified.
