Clear Frost
"Saint Son Li, there's no need to play these little tricks in front of me, is there?"
Brilliant light burst from Jiang Yan, releasing an endless force of purification.
Just now, when he had accepted Li Longzi's invitation, he had immediately felt an invisible force settle over him. It was like a shackle, demanding that he fulfill Li Longzi's subsequent requests.
If he went against them, he would suffer a fierce backlash.
He might even be severely wounded as a result.
Fate? This fellow really is extraordinary. He actually controls Destiny Power.
I really can't agree to anything carelessly in front of him. Otherwise, it'll form a contract, and if I break it, I'll suffer the backlash of Destiny Power.
This guy's trying to dig a pit for me.
As his thoughts turned, Jiang Yan gave a cold snort. He raised his right hand, and an indescribable power burst from the tip of his index finger.
There was only a trace of this power, yet it seemed to come from the dawn of creation, from the ancient past. It was the aura of the Heavenly Dao, the power of the primordial beginning.
Whoosh!
Jiang Yan flicked his finger. The special power circled him once, then flew to his neck and snapped a strand of black hair.
Sizzle!
Sizzle!
Suddenly, the Primordial Power wound around the black strand, and the two forces annihilated each other until they vanished completely.
At the same time, the Destiny Power acting upon him—the thing resembling a contract—finally left him as well.
Jiang Yan had obtained the Wan Jie Yu Hua Tai Chu Scripture from Golden Sun Dragon Venerable. Though he had yet to fully digest it, he had already mastered the Fire Dao profoundly, so he could just barely gather a trace of