The group soon entered the central command tent, where Ji Fa, Jiang Ziya, and Western Qi's civil and military officials and generals had long been waiting.
With a casual flick of his hand, Yang Jian slammed Tuxingsun heavily onto the ground.
The moment Tuxingsun hit the ground, delight burst into his eyes. He threw back his head and laughed wildly. "Hahaha! A bunch of idiots! As long as my hands and feet can touch the earth, I can use the Earth-Traveling Technique and escape a thousand miles in an instant!"
Before his words had even faded, he focused and formed a hand seal, then plunged headfirst downward. Yet with a dull thud, his forehead slammed hard against solid rock, and a lump immediately rose on his brow.
"Ow!" Tuxingsun cried out, clutching his head, his eyes full of disbelief.
"How can this be? Why has my Earth-Traveling Technique failed?"
Unwilling to accept it, he repeatedly circulated his Divine Ability and tried to burrow into the soil. Yet the ground beneath his feet seemed cast from refined steel. No matter how hard he exerted himself, he could not advance an inch.
Everyone in the tent witnessed the ludicrous scene and burst into laughter.
After several futile attempts, Tuxingsun finally recognized reality in despair. Furious, he roared, "What method did you use to seal my Earth-Traveling Technique?"
Yang Jian smiled calmly. "We did not use any Divine Ability to seal your technique. It is simply that there is only one person in this world who can restrain your earth-traveling art."
"Who? Other than me, the only one who understands the Earth-Traveling Technique is Master..." Tuxingsun's voice abruptly caught halfway through. His face turned deathly pale, and a chill shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
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