The Dragon Soul Manifestation floated in the sky as the river of time and space slowly closed.
Within the dragon claw, the white feather battered in every direction, trying to escape, but could not break free, as though trapped in a world contained within a palm.
Fang Mo panted heavily, lingering fear in his eyes. Sending the Dragon Soul Manifestation into the river of time and space to track down White Phoenix's source had taken an enormous toll, consuming a vast amount of energy.
Bringing her source out, in particular, had subjected him to the river's suppression. He had barely managed it even after exhausting nearly all his strength.
He forced himself to steady and looked at White Phoenix, saying gravely:
"White Phoenix, will you submit?"
White Phoenix's eyes flickered uncertainly. Looking at the white feather that held her source in the dragon claw, she hesitated. She did not want to die. She had thought that as long as her source remained, she could reconstruct her body within the river of time and space even if Fang Mo killed her.
But now Fang Mo held her source in his grasp. His combat technique could actually locate it within the river of time and space.
"Submit or die!"
Veins throbbed on Fang Mo's forehead as his tremendous energy reserves drained away. Maintaining the Dragon Soul Manifestation was an immense burden for him now, and he was already struggling to hold on. Her source was still resisting, battering against its confinement.
The dragon claw abruptly tightened, shattering the void. Under its immense pressure, the white feather was about to break apart.
White Phoenix let out an agonized shriek and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. "No... don't!"
"White Phoenix, choose. Submit, or die!"
Killing intent blazed from Fang Mo's eyes. He