Zhou Bai, with one hand pressed against Tu Tianmo, began to peel off his opponent's armor with the other. As he exerted force with both hands, he could hear sounds akin to twisting metal emanating from below.
"It really is quite tight, not easy to take off…"
Just as Zhou Bai was thinking this, a clear light flickered within the space-time of Daluo Heaven, and the voice of the ghostly god transmitted through.
"Presumptuous, stop at once."
Zhou Bai then saw large swathes of clear light enveloping him, like a huge gemstone, trapping him inside. Despite exerting a lot of force, Zhou Bai could not break free.
Christina exclaimed, "This is the power of Daluo Heaven's space-time, you can't break it."
"The power of Daluo Heaven's space-time?" Zhou Bai felt the clear light enveloping him, feeling as if he was trapped in a spatial pocket, unable to break free no matter how much his body, armor, or Primordial Spirit struggled.
