Chen Tai, locked in place, felt ice-cold all over. He could no longer speak or respond.
At his right foot, a wisp of dreamlike, ink-green smoke appeared out of nowhere, abruptly materializing and creeping up his trouser leg, inch by inch.
As it did, the clear moonlight surrounding Chen Tai began to crumble in tandem.
The moon was at a disadvantage.
Of course, this did not mean the ink-green smoke, which represented the power of the Royal Dao Talisman Soldiers, had grown stronger in essence and could now suppress the Imperial Heaven and Earth Array. Rather, something had gone wrong with Chen Tai's physical condition, and he could no longer draw upon the array's power.
No matter what kind of power one wielded, if something happened to the wielder, that was a serious problem.
Back when Chen Tai had wanted to deal with the King's Weapon of the Juling Society, his plan had also been to besiege the society's leader and use the opportunity to affect the weapon itself.
"Heh... hehehe! You want me dead? You've only had the upper hand for a moment. Did you really think I wouldn't have prepared for this?"
Chen Tai paid no heed to his own condition. He struggled to lift his head and held the gaze of the enormous face in the sky for half a breath, then spoke in a strange tone:
"The Juling Society truly deserves its reputation as one of Nanyan City's oldest powers. You sacrificed a martial artist at the peak of the ultimate realm just like that. Such devotion to the sect is truly admirable.
"And that person's plan succeeded, too.
"You managed to suppress me.
"But..."
Chen Tai smiled, his back straight as a spear.
"But did you really think I was that arrogant?
"Did you think