His face darkened.
With a smile that never reached his eyes, he said, "You really are your great-grandfather's fine great-great-grandson."
Hearing that, Li Hao raised his head, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.
"Of course."
Had it been anyone else.
Who dared speak to him like that.
Even one of his descendants.
He would not have shown any mercy.
But there was nothing he could do.
Li Hao was his last hope.
He snorted coldly, unwilling to waste any more words.
"Since you don't know what's good for you."
"Then don't blame me."
A trace of helplessness flashed through the blurred figure's eyes.
As his words fell.
He slowly raised his hand.
The next instant.
Li Hao felt the space around him suddenly sink.
An invisible force surged in from every direction.
Pinning his entire body firmly in place.
Li Hao wanted to speak.
But to his horror, he discovered.
He could not even move his mouth.
His eyes reddened.
He tried to break free.
The primordial dragon elephant within him let out roar after roar.
Yet.
The dragon-elephant power he took such pride in.
Now seemed pinned down by a pair of invisible hands.
Li Hao's heart jolted.
Only at this moment.
Did he realize.
Just how terrifying this ancestor of his was, despite having been dead for seven thousand years and having only a wisp of remnant soul left!
Li Hao's eyes filled with horror.
He desperately drove the power within him.
Trying to break free of that invisible hand.
But no matter how hard he exerted himself.
It was all in vain.
The blurred figure watched Li Hao struggle, unwilling to give in.
And shook his head.
"Don't waste your strength."
"With your current cultivation, you can't break free."
He sighed.
"Why are you so stubborn, child?"
"Fine.