Each divine chain represented the judgment of a Fundamental Law of Heaven and Earth. Some were wreathed in Nirvana Dao Fire that ended all things; some flowed with Profound Nether True Water that froze spacetime; some bore Dao Patterns of Return to the Ruins that broke all things down; and others howled with cursed Demonic Sound that tore at the Divine Soul.
They did not attack at random. They wove together into a Heaven-and-Earth Net that covered the heavens and left nothing a way through, descending upon the Heaven Refining Furnace.
That net of laws sealed off every path of escape and descended with the absolute will of a heavenly decree that could not be defied.
The mysterious figure looked up at the net of laws, enough to drive any Immortal Emperor to despair. Beneath the Dao light veiling his face, he seemed to click his tongue softly, as though something halfway decent had finally appeared. Then he withdrew his gaze, clasped his hands behind his back, and even took half a step away, leaving the Heaven Refining Furnace fully exposed at the center of the net.
He was no longer going to intervene.
"Senior!"
Fang Chen, who had just struggled out of the human-shaped crater in the mountain, froze at the sight.
Though the kick had sent him flying, it had carried a profound force that helped him shed the backlash from condensing too many Dao Patterns. It had also smoothed out the restless Dao Resonance within him. His aura was still somewhat disordered, but his mind was clear, and his Dao Foundation had grown even firmer.
"Why did he stop?"
The others had expected the mysterious figure to continue fighting the Heavenly Tribulation. None had imagined he would stop now.
Just as the net of laws was about