His two casually uttered words seemed to contain boundless majesty, making the hearts of the surrounding Primordial Chaos Golden Immortals pound wildly.
"Edict: Ban Flight!" The next moment, it was as if the grand Dao's heavenly voice rang out beside their ears.
Above the Altar of Heaven, the Net of Law and Decrees suddenly manifested, then began to rapidly contract with Xianyang City at its center. Invisible rule-force descended in an instant.
The aggressive usurpers who had come to force the palace, including several who had reached the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Peak Stage,
all felt the space around them begin to solidify. They themselves felt as if they were being rejected by this Heaven and Earth.
One after another, they fell from the sky like dumplings dropping into a pot, crashing heavily onto the empty ground at the edge of the square. In their wretched state, there was not the slightest trace of the bearing expected from Primordial Chaos-level experts.
"Edict: Bind!"
Before they could react, the grand Dao's heavenly voice rang out again. Countless golden chains of order extended from the void, winding toward them like spirit snakes.
Now that they had fallen out with Ying Zheng, they were naturally unwilling to simply surrender.
However, just as the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortals were preparing to display their abilities and resist the approaching chains,
they discovered that this Heaven and Earth was not merely rejecting them—even their own power was being suppressed by it, leaving them unable to mobilize it for the moment.
Of course, anyone who could cultivate to the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal realm was an extraordinary genius.
Given even a little time, they could easily break through this layer of suppression.
But how could Ying Zheng give them that opportunity? His expression remained calm and unruffled,