After the bead containing the Law of Snow completely merged into the soul of the cultivator in the python robe.
Nangong Heartless, standing nearby, willed it, and the thunder spear restraining the python-robed cultivator dissipated on its own.
Qin Ye, the Edgeless Sect's ancestor, stood atop the sea of clouds and watched everything unfold in silence. He no longer knew what to say.
A Divine Transformation cultivator was playing around with the divine abilities of old monsters at the Tribulation Transcendence stage.
How was this merely monstrous?
"Could this guy have been some ancient Immortal Emperor in a previous life?"
Qin Ye instinctively suspected.
Otherwise, how could he have summoned the next Immortal Emperor down specifically to back him up? And how could his understanding of the Great Dao be so profound?
Amber, on the other hand, had grown used to it.
She knew this man's talent better than anyone. Even if he were a mortal incapable of cultivation, his talent would still be enough to make him someone in a position of power.
Someone had planted a ticking bomb inside the fledgling Great Dao he had yet to fully develop.
After the python-robed cultivator got back up, he felt uncomfortable all over. His expression was complicated as he lowered his head, unsure of what to say.
With just a thought from this guy—
he would never be able to cultivate again for the rest of his life, across all lifetimes.
Just moments ago, he had been shouting that the strong were supreme. Yet in the blink of an eye, he might become one of the ants he himself had spoken of.
That kind of gap was indeed hard to bear.
"Look, now we've successfully established effective trust between us, right?"
Tang Yu patted the python-robed cultivator on the shoulder