Pay the price?
A meaningful curve lifted at the corner of Yang An's mouth as he surveyed the place.
Darkness stretched all around them. No one knew where it came from or where it went, boundless and shoreless, without edge or boundary.
This place was like a drop in the ocean, adrift deep within the void, with no end in sight.
Qing Sha's voice came from nowhere in particular. He seemed to be everywhere at once, like the ruler of this place.
The next instant, countless dense Sanskrit curses, swimming like tadpoles, appeared in Yang An's eyes. They swiftly formed a heaven-and-earth prison, sealing off everything around him.
Whoosh!
Yang An activated the Shadow Escape Technique, instantly moving a full two thousand meters through the deep, dark space. Yet when he looked up, he was still trapped within the seal formed by those Sanskrit curses.
At the same time, four thick chains extended from the corners of the cage formed by the Sanskrit curses, ultimately converging at its center. Countless strands of flesh were drawn out from within those chains and fused together, revealing Qing Sha's entire body.
Compared to before, his body had grown even larger. His face was steeped in evil, black Sanskrit curses covered him from head to toe, and four chains bound his hands and feet respectively.
Here, his feet had already broken free of the stone tablet's restraint, revealing his full body.
"Do you feel it?"
He lightly tugged at the chains, and they immediately clattered. A terrifying aura surged forth.
The chains seemed to bind him, yet they seemed even more like they were suppressing his aura completely. Even so, they still could not stop him.
"What you faced before was only a portion of my strength. The me standing before you now is