"Since you know me, you must have come from the Human Realm."
Xiaoyao Zi studied Ding Ling for a moment and said with uncertainty:
"The Human Realm's worldly shackles are exceptionally powerful. I ate the bark of the Everlasting Tree and drank from the Fountain of Youth, yet I still couldn't break those shackles. How did you break them? And how did you cultivate such an astonishingly high martial realm?!"
He couldn't believe it:
Can martial arts really be cultivated to such a level?! Aren't you a cultivator?!
"So you're a cultivator."
Seeing the unusual aura around Xiaoyao Zi, Ding Ling made a guess:
"You voluntarily submitted to the Void Nether Soul Zombie? That's why you weren't afflicted by the Enslavement Curse?"
"Hmph."
Xiaoyao Zi snorted coldly and said:
"You truly are unbelievably powerful. You even annihilated a million heavenly soldiers and generals. I'm certainly no match for you either. Kill me or cut me apart, as you please. I only want to warn you of one thing. The Void Nether Soul Zombie is far more powerful than either of us can imagine. You can't possibly be its match."
"That's none of your concern."
Ding Ling thrust his hand forward and struck. Rumble!
Heaven Flipping Palm!
All Things Return to Emptiness!
As the Heaven Flipping Palm emerged, a thousand-zhang handprint directly pressed down upon the humanoid statue formed by the Void Nether Soul Zombie.
Xiaoyao Zi tried to stop him from the side, but the enormous gusts of wind pressed him down until he couldn't move, nearly suffocating him to death!
His heart shook with terror, and he thought to himself:
"Who exactly is this young man?! He's so powerful that he slaughters heavenly soldiers and generals as easily as butchering dogs. If he wants to kill me, it'll take