The area around the hexagonal Star Tower suddenly darkened.
Space seemed to collapse inward, forming vortex-like gateways one after another. A pair of purple eyes opened in the vault of heaven—it was the spiritual consciousness of the Prison King Spirit Official personally making a move.
He looked down upon the solitary Wang Yu, split open a huge mouth within the void, and silently sneered.
"No one who has offended This Seat has ever remained safe and sound.
"Boy, since you have obtained the Grand Yin Gate's core inheritance, you should know of its ties to the Prison King Spirit Official lineage. Today shall be the day you die!"
Wang Yu calmly watched the figures emerge from the vortices. Some he recognized, while others he had only heard mentioned in ancient texts or by others.
They were all among the foremost experts of the Ice Prison Realm!
Having suddenly stepped into a trap set by the Prison King Spirit Official was truly beyond his expectations. According to his calculations, he should not have become the other party's target of vigilance so quickly.
What exactly had changed the other party's mind?
At this moment.
A cultivator stepped out of a vortex, his aura powerful enough to reach the Spirit Transformation Early Stage, though it was far from stable. He caught Wang Yu's attention.
Wang Yu was startled for an instant, then immediately guessed part of the reason.
"Five-Colored Saint Lord?"
"Hahahaha, it is indeed This Seat!"
The Five-Colored Saint Lord stared at Wang Yu with a savage expression, nearly mad as he said, "Revenge for stolen Dao cannot be borne beneath the same sky! Wang Yu, when you plotted against this Saint Lord and stole the Heavenly Human Spirit Communication Treasure Vine, did you ever imagine that you would face such a