Master Ku's expression changed. His shoulders trembled slightly, and the gray-white ghostly qi transformed into a giant python as thick as a yellow barrel, hideously savage, that pounced forward and tore at the iron pillar in a frenzy.
In the blink of an eye, the time it took to drink a cup of tea had passed, yet the iron pillar still had not been shaken in the slightest.
This time, it was not only the two Core Condensation Realm juniors whose faces turned ashen; even an old monster of the Nascent Soul Realm like Master Ku began to feel his heart pound.
What restriction could be so formidable? Could it be that after roaming unhindered all his life, he was actually going to be trapped here until death?
"Elder, there is no rush. We can slowly discuss how to break this restriction," the cultivator surnamed Geng said with a forced smile, giving a dry laugh.
"That's right, Master Ku. There will always be a way," the woman in red also chimed in from the side. Though they had no favorable impression of this old monster, they were now grasshoppers tied to the same rope. This water prison looked truly strange; even a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator found it troublesome, so the two of them naturally had even less hope of breaking the restriction and escaping.
Master Ku's expression was incomparably ugly. He paid no attention to their goodwill, let out a soft shout, and once again sacrificed the Wraith Human Bone Staff.
Ghostly shadows flickered and swayed, about to strike toward the restriction.
"Hmph. Just you, a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator, thinking you can get out of this Immortal Binding Prison? Nothing but a fool's dream."
Just then, a somewhat low voice rang out, carrying a note of mockery.