Yet a moment later, the Fire Element Law at Qin He's fingertips abruptly stalled.
The Order Divine Chains around his wrists still shone with cold, unyielding golden light. The restraining power within their flowing runes had not weakened in the slightest. Where he had just burned through one pattern, golden light was already beginning to gather again, as though an endless supply of power of order were welling up from underground, ready to repair the breach at any moment.
"What's going on?" Qin He asked in confusion, then told Long Qingyun what had happened.
Long Qingyun's soul transmission was hushed and grave. "Stop! Don't waste your effort. The divine chains of the Boundary Prison are rooted in the foundation of laws between the Lower Realm and the Divine Court. Brute force cannot destroy them. Burn through one, and the source of order underground will produce ten more. If you truly push the Divine Court's restrictions to their limit, what descends will no longer be an ordinary restraint, but heavenly punishment chains that erase your soul outright."
Qin He's brows drew tight. The crimson fire origin power swirling around his fingertips slowly receded, returning to the temporary fire aperture beneath his collarbone.
He was not a reckless man. Burning through the dead wood and dismantling the divine chains had merely been his attempt to break out of a desperate situation. He had also deliberately put on a show for Li Wuming, who was watching from the shadows, displaying "Lin Yan's" defiance and strength.
But Long Qingyun's words struck at the heart of the matter. If the Boundary Prison, which the Divine Court had maintained for ten thousand years, could be escaped with a mere Fire Element Law, it would hardly deserve to imprison the fiends of the myriad worlds.
Forget it.