Although I was powerful, the hook's target had always been an even more powerful existence.
I stared at the hook before me, constantly swinging the Absolute Sword in my hand as I tried to block it. But no matter how many times I swung, the sword simply passed through.
At that moment, I suddenly shouted, "Zhang Fan, please, help me!"
"It's useless. Even if I sacrificed myself, the result would be the same. It has only recognized you," Zhang Fan said.
"What about Duanmu Xuan? He might be able to help me." I shouted hurriedly.
"It's useless." Zhang Fan said bitterly, "Even his power can't help you. If he appears, a hook belonging to him will appear as well."
"What exactly is this hook?" I shouted frantically. By then, fear had already driven me out of my mind.
"It is the thing that executes us. Any living being—even a god—will ultimately be unable to escape its fate," Zhang Fan said.
At that moment, the enormous hook suddenly arrived in front of me. Then it directly caught my chin.
Who could have imagined that a hook which appeared to have no physical form, seemingly nothing more than an illusion, would suddenly pierce through my chin the instant it fell before me?
At that moment, I let out a shriek and felt unbearable pain.
The hook pierced through my chin like that, then hooked my head and began pulling it upward.
I desperately grabbed the hook, trying to struggle free. But it was completely useless.
I summoned all my strength, yet it still had no effect whatsoever.
The hook hooked my chin and kept pulling upward. I screamed miserably while stretching out my hands in vain, trying to break free of it. But it was completely futile.
At that moment, I suddenly