Rustle~
Boom~
The chains around Yan Hai's body snapped apart on their own, falling all over the ground.
The massive boulder strapped to his back shot into the air with a roar and landed between him and Zhai Qingtian.
Yi Feng was greatly startled. "Senior, you could actually undo the chains yourself!"
Yan Hai burst into laughter. "Brat, you underestimate me too much!"
"If I wanted to leave, how could a few chains like these possibly bind me?"
Thinking about it, Yi Feng realized that was indeed true and hurriedly bowed.
"This junior was dull-witted. Please do not blame me, Senior!"
Everyone sighed emotionally upon hearing this.
Yan Hai had presumably tied himself to that boulder on purpose to cultivate bitterly. After losing to Zhai Qingtian a hundred thousand years ago, he had truly been holding in a breath of resentment.
What a pity. The gap in talent and strength was not so easily made up.
A hundred thousand years ago, Zhai Qingtian had defeated Yan Hai in one stroke as a rising star.
A hundred thousand years later, Zhai Qingtian's strength was even more extraordinary. For Yan Hai to defeat him with sheer passion was simply harder than ascending to heaven!
Zhai Qingtian had already reached the arena, his cold gaze landing on the huge boulder.
"You want to compete with me in the same way as a hundred thousand years ago?"
This enormous boulder was an innate spiritual treasure called the Demon Skull Dice Stone. It contained three hundred and sixty thousand dice spirit artifacts.
A hundred thousand years ago, Zhai Qingtian and Yan Hai had used this very spiritual treasure in their final battle.
Yan Hai had later bound this spiritual treasure to himself for a hundred thousand years, and now he had brought it out again.