The Nascent Soul Tree Demon had once said that it had sealed off the space here, but neither Feng Jun nor True Immortal Yi Jue had taken it seriously.
How should one put it? Sealing off space sounded terrifying, but the key was the extent of the seal.
There was no need to mention an absolute spatial seal. No one below the level of great powers could hope to survive it, but that was impossible in Kun Hao—the plane itself would not permit it.
Thus, the Nascent Soul Tree Demon's spatial seal merely prevented things like teleportation talismans and transmission arrays from letting others escape. It might not even be able to stop more advanced Barrier-Breaking Talismans.
If someone walked into Liba Beach on foot, that was perfectly normal. They might feel a slight sense of resistance, but it would not be serious. However, anyone hoping to barge in through instantaneous movement, flight, or a flying vessel would find it impossible.
Put plainly, it was only a "limited spatial seal." That was why True Immortal Yi Jue had not cared. If it truly dared to seal the space with all its strength, leaving aside whether it could accomplish that, Yi Jue would have been the first to object.
Yet even this limited seal had confused True Immortal Wanqing when he arrived. He immediately flew into a rage. "Which bastard did this? Are you courting death?"
The Nascent Soul Tree Demon said it did not like hearing that. The pressure of a Nascent Soul High Stage cultivator spread out. "Oh, what nerve... Is this your home? Watch how you speak."
"True Immortal Wanqing, please do not interfere," Feng Jun called out loudly. "This fellow came for me. I killed a Nascent Soul Tree Demon before, and it has come to avenge