Choice

The moment the intangible Dao Domain unfolded.

Everything within the tent was frozen. This was not ice; there was no hint of cold.

It was more like an all-encompassing, dead-angle-free suppression.

The candlewick in the lamp remained on the verge of going out, its flame solidified at the rim of the holder.

Mi Yun remained in the posture of rising to his feet. His hem was slightly lifted by the breeze, while sticky bits of grass floated in midair.

This was why Chen Chong had not acted when the grain carts entered the inner city.

His Dao Domain was simply too powerful.

Not to mention Longbrow Arhat—even Yin Chanzi, or Miao Zhen before he recovered the cultivation of his previous life, would have been unable to muster even the slightest resistance here.

"..."

Perhaps because the Dao Domain was too powerful.

The smile still lingered at the corners of Mi Yun's lips.

Chen Chong met the eyes of this young Buddhist leader and noticed that there was still a smile in them.

Since Mi Yun could use the karmic Dao realm to foresee the "delivery" of the Crown Prince's transfer order, he should also have foreseen Chen Chong's act of using his Dao Domain to keep him here.

After pondering for a moment.

Chen Chong slightly loosened the suppression of his Dao Domain, merely sealing off the space around the tent.

"You aren't afraid?"

Only the last thread of candlelight remained within the Dao Domain.

Yet the tent was utterly clear and bright.

"Why should I be afraid?"

Mi Yun smiled calmly. "Since I dared to come, I did not fear death. The Great General was willing to see me and hear these words. The purpose of Mi Yun's journey has already been fulfilled."

Chen Chong was slightly startled inwardly.