The Fall of Second Under Heaven, the Wheel-Turning King, and Great Snow Mountain's Invitation!

When Jiang Ning's consciousness swayed and then returned, he focused his eyes.

Before him was no longer the mountains and earth outside Tianque City, but a chaotic void.

Within the void, there was no heaven or earth, no light or darkness—only the echoes of Buddhist chants.

He instantly understood. The moment his mind had wavered at the shaking of that treasure conch, he had been sucked into the Treasure Vase.

At this moment, he was inside the Treasure Vase.

"What an unfathomable technique!" His gaze swept across his surroundings as he thought to himself.

Just then.

Majestic Buddhist chanting suddenly rang out through the void.

It was the Wheel-Turning King's voice.

It emerged from nowhere all around him, converging upon his mind from every direction.

It sounded beside his ears, within his heart, and echoed through his Spiritual Platform.

In almost an instant, the voice filled every corner of his body, from within and without.

Clatter, clatter—

As the voice rose.

Golden chains appeared out of thin air throughout the void in every direction.

Then, as though alive, they reached for him like Spiritual Snakes.

In but an instant, golden chains had bound his limbs and body.

"Trying to convert me?!" Jiang Ning's gaze sharpened.

He raised his head and looked overhead.

Clatter—

As his body moved, the golden chains trembled, colliding and scraping against one another with bursts of noise.

Above him was a chaotic emptiness, with no sight of sky or sun.

The next moment, he drew a deep breath.

The Blood Qi within his body erupted.

His original sixteen-foot golden body suddenly began to expand.

Golden light shot ten thousand feet high, piercing through the void.

The sixteen-foot golden body swelled wildly within the span of a single breath.

Thirty feet!

Fifty feet!

Eighty feet!

Ten-Foot Golden