Outside the Immortal Realm Gate, Immortal Weapons and Divine Generals had long since set up the Sack Formation, waiting only for Su Yun to walk into the net. Once they formed an encirclement and tightened the Sack Formation, even the Heavenly King himself would never dream of escaping!
Yet after waiting for half a year, they had grown slack.
Moreover, the Five-Colored Ship was incomparably sturdy. It charged straight ahead, ramming Jing Qiuye and the Crown Prince into those grand formations without losing any momentum, punching directly through them without meeting any effective resistance.
By the time they tried to rally and trap the Five-Colored Ship again, it had already burst out of their encirclement.
Jing Qiuye and the Crown Prince each soared into the air, about to land on the ship, when the Mysterious Iron Bell, which had suddenly shrunk, flew out from the vessel and struck them head-on!
The Crown Prince lightly sent out a palm strike, colliding once with the Mysterious Iron Bell. Then his other sleeve billowed open and covered the bell.
Just as he was about to take the bell away, the Mysterious Iron Bell suddenly swelled, rapidly growing larger.
"I can pocket the heavens within a sleeve. Even a whole world can be tucked into my sleeve; with a shake, that world will be refined into ashes!"
The Crown Prince chuckled. "Could your bell possibly be larger than a world?"
As the first god of the Sixth Immortal Realm, his birth had meant that he was destined to ascend the throne of the Divine Emperor. His body had been forged from the immortal Dao within a blessed land, a natural Dao body. Even the clothes upon him had been transformed from the Great Dao.
Earth, water, wind, and fire churned endlessly within his sleeve,