The blood-colored chain snapped taut, carrying intensely concentrated corrupting turbid qi as it pierced straight through the stagnant seawater.
The indestructible Dark Gold Light Barrier surrounding the Immortal Court Prison Ship offered no resistance whatsoever against this chain.
The mottled blood runes on the chain flashed wildly, forcibly melting a huge hole through the barrier before shooting straight toward Zhou Xuan in midair.
Old Ancestor Xuanming lay sprawled on the deck. At the sight, his voice cracked with terror.
"Token Master, watch out! That's a Sealing Formation Chain that can drain even a longevity realm origin source in an instant!"
Old Ancestor Xuanming scrambled backward on his hands and knees, clutching his head tightly with both hands, terrified of brushing against even the slightest part of it.
After clinging to life in Central Province for so many years, he was all too familiar with these sinister formations designed specifically to extract origin sources.
This thing obeyed no rules. Once it wrapped around someone, even a longevity realm dao fruit would be sucked dry into a desiccated corpse within a few breaths.
Old Ancestor Cangwu tightened his grip on his sword and tried to step forward to help, only to discover that the suction carried by the chain was utterly terrifying.
The surrounding spiritual energy was drained away in an instant, and even the azure sword patterns inside Old Ancestor Cangwu briefly stalled.
His legs felt as heavy as if they had been filled with lead. He could not even muster the strength to raise his sword.
The chain was simply too fast.
In the blink of an eye, the thick blood-colored chain reached Zhou Xuan and coiled around his right arm like a living creature.
Loop after loop, it cinched tight.
A nauseating stench assailed him from the chain's tip.