Voodoo Plague Locks the River of Memory, Schemes Decide the Life and Death of Scale Serpent

"Boom!"

The boundary of darkness was shattered by immense force.

Amid the chaos, a colossal serpent tail swept out, smashing through space in a sight too shocking to behold.

Taking advantage of the broken seal, a serpent head swiftly thrust out from within. Its body was covered in white scales, its pupils purple, and it desperately, frantically, fearfully tried to burrow its way out.

"Dao—Great Suppression Technique!"

A soft chuckle came from nowhere.

The pressure in this realm abruptly changed, as if infinite layers of crushing might had descended.

"Hiss—"

After a shrill scream, Heavenly Secrets Mystic Light manifested behind the giant serpent, transforming into countless chains that dragged its body back into the shattered space.

The broken space repaired itself and fell still. Within that ethereal, illusory world, a long-haired figure in white robes slowly approached with the leisurely air of a stroll through a garden.

His upper garment hung loosely over his waist and thighs, exposing an upper body covered in exquisite patterns.

The sky-blue Dao Runes seemed fundamentally different from the black-red Heavenly Secrets Mystic Light and Heavenly Secrets Dao Runes that had appeared on the Holy Spirit Continent.

These Dao Runes brimmed with vitality, rising and falling as the white-robed, long-haired man walked, pulsing with the shifting lines of his muscles.

"Thump, thump..."

"Thump, thump..."

Invisibly, it was impossible to tell whether this was the rhythm of the giant serpent's heartbeat, the man's heartbeat, or even the heartbeat of the Dao Runes and the Great Dao itself, beating steadily.

"Dao Qiongchang! Let me go!"

The chains suddenly erupted.

The sky-covering giant serpent writhed violently.

Its forked tongue lashed out viciously, nearly crushing the dust-sized human below.

Yet when less than a palm's distance remained, the serpent had stretched itself to its limit. The man finally stopped,