Upon hearing Night Owl's voice transmission, Chen Ze did not hesitate in the slightest and immediately sent a voice transmission to Qing Li.
"Qing Li, stop him!"
Although Chen Ze had not figured out how Xuan Feng intended to make the Xuantian Hall elders self-destruct,
Night Owl's anxious tone made him immediately realize the gravity of the situation.
All the Xuantian Hall elders were in the Spirit Severing Realm. If they self-destructed at once, the resulting power would be enough to raze the entire Netherworld Valley to the ground.
He himself was not afraid, but the hundred thousand cultivators and three thousand monster beasts of the Myriad Phenomena Domain would inevitably be caught in the blast.
Better to believe it exists than to believe it does not.
At Qing Li's words, a cold glint flashed through his eyes.
The Law of Time erupted in an instant, and the entire space fell into a faint, sluggish stagnation.
Immediately afterward, a flash of light streaked past.
The Myriad Phenomena Mirror of Time and Space released a beam of light that shone upon Xuan Feng.
Xuan Feng only felt an overwhelming force descend upon him. His body seemed to be entangled by countless threads, making every movement incomparably difficult.
The jet-black jade talisman in his hand was just about to activate completely, yet it seemed imprisoned by time, unable to move even a fraction.
"Not good!" Xuan Feng's heart jolted, and he silently cursed his miscalculation.
He had not expected someone to intervene and stop him at such a critical moment. The carefully laid plan before him was about to fall short at the final hurdle.
Yet at that very moment, a trace of enlightenment suddenly surfaced in his heart.
This was the power he had always sought yet never obtained.
No matter