The blond man was forcibly nailed in place, unable to move even a finger.
After a Dragon Clan Great Supernatural Power reached the limits of the world, it had already far surpassed the scope of ordinary Great Supernatural Powers and could almost rival Supreme Great Supernatural Powers.
Wang Xuan's grasp of timing was exquisite. The dragon roar was a feint; the Imprisonment Art was the true killing move.
Unless the difference in strength was great enough to forcibly break through the confinement, everything was already settled.
A difference of one major realm was not enough to erase a Great Supernatural Power that had reached its limit.
The blond man froze in place. The terror in his blue eyes lasted only an instant before being replaced by killing intent so dense it nearly solidified.
His Divine Sense surged out from between his brows, carrying the pressure of a peak Longevity Realm expert as it pressed toward the shadows beneath the cliff.
"Dragon Clan! Do you know what a grave mistake you have committed? Release me at once, or else—"
A massive dark-golden figure emerged from the shadows beneath the cliff.
Its dragon body was nine meters long and five meters tall at the shoulder, entirely covered in dark-golden scales. The patterns on every scale flowed on their own beneath the sunlight, as though they were alive.
Wang Xuan's golden pupils looked down from above at the blond man imprisoned in place, without the slightest emotional fluctuation in his eyes.
His Divine Sense replied in a tone as calm as if he were stepping on an ant.
"Who the fuck are you pretending to be? Trash from the Otherworld dares cause trouble in my Nine Provinces? Die."
Golden divine light erupted again, completely drowning out the blond man's unfinished warning.
Overwhelming Divine