What A Xiu? It Must Be Fake!

The West, Mount Lingshan

Feeling the fall of his subordinate, Wutian's aura suddenly surged. His long hair whipped about, and his black robes billowed.

"Suppress!"

With a soft utterance, the enormous demonic Buddha Dharma Body behind him, which connected heaven and earth, shattered with a thunderous boom.

Then the Primordial Spirit Black Lotus beneath his feet flew out, its dark-purple lotus petals merging into the fragments.

The fragments filling the sky instantly transformed into countless black-gold chains covered in demonic patterns.

One end of each chain plunged deep into the earth, while the other bound the three of Ancestor Dragon.

Ancestor Dragon, Yuanfeng, and First Qilin were shackled in midair, unable to mobilize the power of their primordial spirits.

The members of the Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan who had come to watch and cheer them on were pinned to the ground as well, unable to move.

"Rulai, I'm here!"

"In the end, I still have to act personally!"

Wutian casually waved his hand. Space split apart, and he stepped into it with a dark expression.

He had thought his subordinates would show some backbone,

but who could have known they would be so useless? In the end, he still had to handle things himself.

"You think this thing can hold me?"

Ancestor Dragon snorted coldly and yanked hard on the chains around him, producing a series of metallic clangs.

What surprised him was that the earth trembled slightly every time he exerted force.

"Old Muddy Loach, stop! Don't move again!"

Seeing the trembling earth, Yuanfeng hurriedly shouted to stop Ancestor Dragon, who was trying to break free of the chains.

"Right, right! Yuanfeng is right!"

"Ancestor Dragon, you absolutely mustn't move again. The other end of these chains is connected to the earth veins. If you accidentally tear the