Han Li said nothing and simply dispersed his Spiritual Sense Incarnation.
The next moment, his consciousness entered his Nascent Soul. With a casual sweep, he could not help but be startled.
He saw eight pitch-black chains glimmering with a dim light, crisscrossing and winding around the Nascent Soul.
Some connected to the Nascent Soul's limbs, while others reached directly to its head. Wisps of black mist coiled faintly around them, making them look exceedingly eerie!
What troubled Han Li even more was that all these Black Chains emitted a powerful Law Power he had never encountered before.
Yet there was no doubt that these chains were the culprits preventing him from mobilizing his Nascent Soul mana. As long as he dealt with them, he would be able to recover seventy or eighty percent of his cultivation.
After hesitating for a moment, Han Li's spiritual sense moved. He controlled his divine sense and condensed it into a tiny crystalline axe, then hacked it toward one of the Black Chains.
With a clang, the axe blade struck the chain. Yet it jolted violently and was sent flying by a strange force, collapsing into specks of crystalline light midway through the air.
"Alas, it really isn't that simple."
After sighing softly, Han Li's consciousness withdrew from his Nascent Soul.
Immediately afterward, the golden little man, whose eyes had been shut tight, suddenly opened them. Looking at Luo Hong not far away, he asked:
"Senior Brother Luo, there are currently eight Black Chains within my body. They have sealed off all my mana.
Have you heard of any similar secret arts during your years in the Immortal World?"
"Black Chains? Hmm. I have indeed heard of a Law Divine Ability like that. It comes from the Fuling Sect of the Northern Cold Immortal Domain