"Blaspheming the Most Holy and still wanting to wipe us out? Your plane is far too bold!" Huang Zhen rebuked them, while only managing to remind me to be careful.
"Senior, if we find ourselves outmatched later, we'll immediately scatter in all directions. We absolutely mustn't stay and fight!" The young man felt that we were hopelessly outnumbered and was afraid I wouldn't coordinate well.
As I watched the enemies pounce, I didn't move a muscle. Yet these fellows suddenly discovered that they seemed unable to draw upon the power of their dao lineages.
Several of them plummeted straight toward the surface of the sea, but they reacted swiftly and actually steadied themselves halfway down.
Even so, this had already thrown them into utter panic. The feeling of having magic power throughout their bodies yet being unable to move was practically no different from being pinned down by a ghost in one's sleep.
"You! Who exactly are you!? What demonic art did you use against us!?"
Even the leader, who had performed the best, now wore a look of shock and nearly lost control of his condensed laws.
"Heh heh. Disaster comes from the mouth. I'll seal your dao lineages for a hundred years as a lesson. Leave life and death to fate!" I gave them a cold laugh.
The immortals and fiends present instantly went pale. They could imagine what it meant for someone to seal all their dao lineages, but they dared not think too deeply about it. They knew exactly whom they had offended by causing this upheaval. Even if they had been incited by others, if the Most Holy had not died, they would surely draw Heaven's wrath.
And to them, this looked very much like Heaven's wrath.
I couldn't be bothered to pay those immortals