As his mind sank into the Nine Thousand ZHANG Vast World inside his body, Lin Ming's consciousness swept across this domain of his like a Creation God. Mountains and rivers, the Five Elements Origin, even the energy rhythm flowing through the air—all obeyed his every thought.
His perception lightly swept over the millions of Soul Light Clusters that had been temporarily sealed away and fallen silent, before his gaze turned toward an area at their edge that had been deliberately isolated and layered with Restrictions.
Two figures there appeared particularly conspicuous and miserable.
One was a soul cocoon compressed to barely a foot tall, wrapped layer upon layer in Purple-Gold Spatial Runes like a crystal seal.
Inside the cocoon, an illusory, distorted figure flickered in and out of view, radiating unwilling and venomous mental fluctuations. It was the Soul Origin of Hun Yan, the Hall of Souls Vice Hall Master!
The other was an emaciated body, its limbs and bones pierced by countless chains shimmering with a dark light and nailed in mid-air like a specimen.
His eyes were shut tight, his breath feeble to the extreme, Death Qi curling around him. It was the Great Heavenly Venerate, whose flesh body remained but whose soul and Dou Qi had been completely sealed by South Dragon King Zhu You!
At that moment, the two seemed to sense Lin Ming's gaze descending upon them like the Will of Heaven and Earth. The Purple-Gold Cocoon shook violently, and Hun Yan, the Hall of Souls Vice Hall Master, unleashed a venomous, crazed howl directly through Mental Fluctuations, exploding through this silent world:
"Little scum! It's you! You little beast! Despicable, lowly ant! A mud leg who isn't even from an Ancient Race dares imprison this hall master? Dares make a move against a member