Once the Darkness Chains had bound Su Zhao completely, Qin Yan guided the Yin-Yang Five Elements Chaos Golden Body slowly toward him.
Su Zhao raised his head, about to speak.
But the Mo Yuan Spirit Weapon in Qin Yan's hand had already begun to glow with seven-colored light.
Across the shaft of the Mo Yuan Spear, the Yin-Yang Five Elements Force surged wildly, like a seven-colored dragon roaring around it.
Qin Yan thrust. The spearpoint shot straight at Su Zhao like a venomous snake lunging from its hole, too fast to cover one's ears before the thunder struck.
"Qin Yan, you liar! You'll die a miserable death!"
Su Zhao's pupils contracted sharply as he spat the curse.
Before his words had faded, the Mo Yuan Spear pierced his body.
Terrifying power erupted inside Su Zhao, tearing both his flesh and soul to pieces.
Moments later, his body crumbled into fine motes of energy that drifted through the Darkness Space.
After Su Zhao fell, fragments of Dao Essence appeared where he had stood, along with an Eleventh-Grade Spirit Herb radiating dense Spiritual Light.
Qin Yan swept out his hand and drew all the spoils into his body.
He sealed the fragments of Dao Essence one by one, then carefully stored the True Emperor-grade Spirit Herb in the Blood Demon Nest.
"I wanted to enslave you too, but I wasn't strong enough."
Qin Yan looked toward the place where Su Zhao had fallen and sighed softly.
His Dark Enslavement was extraordinarily domineering, but it had its limits.
The secret art had two basic requirements: first, the target had to be unable to resist, whether unconscious or stripped of the will to fight back.
Second, the target's cultivation could not exceed the caster's.
If the target's cultivation was higher than his, he could