"Can you possibly resist almost all attributes?"
Feng Yuan noticed that the creature, Wheel of the Attributeless, showed no signs of panic on its face. Pointing with the black sickle in his hand at the Wheel of the Attributeless, clumps of black mist rose from the barren soil within the Underworld Domain. Suddenly, numerous white-robed phantoms surged out from the surrounding white mist, chanting sacred songs as they blocked the black mist.
Holy light burst forth from the white-robed phantoms as they detonated upon contact with the black mist. These lights attempted to disperse the Underworld Domain that shrouded the area, but unfortunately, this Underworld Domain was not created by Xiao Ji but was wielded through Feng Yuan's power, thus their attempt failed.
Nonetheless, the Underworld Domain had undergone a slight change from before, seeming to carry an extra sense of vitality and liveliness.
