At that moment, the sky felt somewhat oppressive.
The mountain wind swept past, stirring the dead leaves on the ground and adding a touch of murderous desolation.
Dressed in spotless white, Ning Chuan stood in the center of the field, his expression cold as frost.
As the three Shi brothers closed in step by step, he did not retreat in the slightest. Instead, he struck first.
The clinking of metal chains rang leisurely through heaven and earth.
The sound was neither loud nor piercing, yet it seemed to strike directly at the depths of everyone's soul, unsettling their minds and making even breathing difficult.
A golden rune began to shine in Ning Chuan's right palm.
Then, as the rune swirled, a golden divine chain slowly emerged from his palm.
The divine chain radiated dazzling brilliance, like a living golden true dragon.
The moment it appeared, the souls of the watching creatures trembled. Great terror rose in many hearts, and their legs went weak, nearly forcing them to fall down in worship.
"Heaven's Judgment." In the crowd, a powerful First Generation uttered the words shakily, his lips trembling.
This was Ning Chuan's supreme technique. Over the years, he had relied on it to suppress countless enemies.
The finest talents of every race could only prostrate themselves and kowtow beneath this divine chain, unable even to conceive of resisting.
A gentle radiance emanated from Ning Chuan's entire body. His gaze was deep as he lightly waved his right hand.
The golden divine chain rattled, sending fragments of golden light crashing outward like waves.
Exceptionally concentrated, the divine chain darted through the void at tremendous speed, locking straight onto Qin Hao, who stood at the front.
Qin Hao snorted coldly, refusing to yield above all others. He activated the Five-Colored Divine Light around