The Spirit Parasite Race's Hidden Restraint

Deep in the ancestral land of the Spirit Parasite Race.

There was a special region.

It was a forbidden zone of time, the end of space.

The void and chaos intertwined here, forming an eternal silence.

Ancient, weathered stone statues floated quietly in the darkness. Each one was lifelike, and each contained a fragment of a True Ancestor's True Spirit.

Suddenly.

Crack.

A crisp sound of shattering rang out abruptly in this realm of utter silence.

At the center of the ancestral land, a crack appeared without warning across a stone statue—the True Spirit statue representing Huan Ming.

The crack spread rapidly, like a spiderweb.

In the end, the entire statue exploded with a roar, turning into the purest soul dust before vanishing into the void.

One stone stirred a thousand ripples.

An invisible wave swept across the entire ancestral land, centered on the shattered statue.

Buzz—

The silence was broken.

One stone coffin after another began to tremble, slowly rising from beneath the earth.

Ancient, vast, terrifying wills awoke from their endless slumber!

"Huan Ming's True Spirit aura has vanished. He... has fallen!"

A thought echoed through the void, cold and detached.

"Who?"

"Who dares hunt down one of our True Ancestors before the True Spirit War has even begun?!"

Another thought seethed with savagery and bloodlust.

"Trace the flow of time!"

"Find the culprit!"

"Exterminate his entire clan!"

Several wills reached agreement in an instant.

In a flash, the ancestral land shook. An immense force of the True Ancestors gathered, tore through the boundary between reality and illusion, and forcibly reversed the flow of time.

The surging river of time was forced to run backward before them.

Scene after scene began to rewind at great speed.

They saw how Phantom Nether True Ancestor's body had disintegrated, how it