Within the void of heaven and earth, every substance was filled with black qi.
It surged forth from countless directions.
But in truth, the space here had already been imprisoned by Ye Tian. There was simply no escape!
Yet as long as there was even a trace of opportunity—or as long as a wisp escaped—he could obtain an unending stream of power and be reborn.
This desperate situation had been created entirely because of Ye Tian.
The expert formed from black qi felt extreme unease in his inner heart. Within his clan, he did not count as much of an expert, but even if the clan's true experts arrived in person, they might not do any better than he had.
For Ye Tian's methods were suppression on the level of the Dao itself. One could not discern what techniques or laws he had used.
Every movement he made seemed like the evolution of the heaven and earth Great Dao. Everything had its source.
"Let me go! I can tell you the secrets belonging to this world!"
The voice of the expert formed from black qi came from all directions, rumbling like thunder. It was impossible to tell where it came from.
He was begging, praying that Ye Tian would spare him. He had already sensed the gap between himself and Ye Tian.
This was not a matter of cultivation realms at all. The level of the Dao was inherently mysterious beyond mystery, yet in Ye Tian's hands, it had become like a dead tool that could be used at any time.
There was no room to fight at all!
"I am not interested in the secrets of this world," Ye Tian said calmly. Yet he did not strike, merely watching the black qi struggle everywhere.
The expert formed from black