Spatial Lockdown

The spatial barriers were like fragile paper, letting out a wail as if they could bear no more.

Pitch-black spatial rifts appeared out of thin air, like hideous scars spreading across the firmament.

The three fleeing Ancestors suddenly halted, as though they had slammed into an invisible wall.

They could neither advance nor retreat, utterly sealed within this twisted space.

They realized in horror that they seemed to have been trapped inside a gigantic cage.

The spatial barriers around them were impregnable. No matter how they struggled, they could not budge them in the slightest.

"What... what kind of power is this?"

Ancestor Ning Tian let out a desperate roar, his voice filled with fear and unwillingness.

He had never seen such terrifying power—power that could effortlessly imprison space and lock down heaven and earth.

The other two Ancestors were also deathly pale, their entire bodies trembling.

They knew that they were completely finished.

Before such terrifying power, they had no room to resist at all.

Yang Lingtian looked down at them coldly, as though he were looking at ants.

"Escape? Within my Chaos Domain, no one can escape."

He slowly raised his hand, and the Chaos Bead radiated an even more dazzling light.

Streaks of Chaos Sword Light shot out from it, each one containing power capable of destroying heaven and earth.

The sword light fell like rain, dense and overwhelming, covering the sky and earth.

In an instant, it enveloped the entire Calming God Sect and poured down indiscriminately.

Those Calming God Sect cultivators below the God Realm bore the brunt. They had no time to react before the sword light pierced through them.

Their bodies were like paper, torn to shreds and transformed into blood mist filling the sky.

Screams, wails, and pleas rang out beneath heaven