Can it really be shattered?
Li Ping'an looked at the broken chains in front of him and the deflated forehead of the demonic bull, subconsciously taking several steps back.
There was no apparent change in the true form of King Kuangshan.
It lay with its head down, its body flickering with a faint light. That was the power of the Heavenly Dao continuously eroding it.
Without much effort, the Heavenly Dao enveloped King Kuangshan with a pale golden film of light. The broken chain gently lifted, reconnecting on its own.
It had, once again, fallen.
——This is the Illusionary Realm of the Heavenly Dao, which is also quite logical.
Li Ping'an crossed his arms, carefully observing the scene in front of him, rapidly analyzing something in his mind.
He was thinking about how to turn these heavenly slaves.
Even if he used the same methods, bringing these heavenly slaves to the camp of the Outer Heavenly Dao, they would still be considered a form of support for now.
