War Pavilion

Those abyssal creatures scattered in terrified flight, but before they could escape even thirty feet, they were suppressed by the power of the runes and reduced to powder.

The Lord of Corruption's eyes opened slightly wider. Scarlet light shot from its pupils and collided with that rune.

Boom!

The scene shook violently, then shattered.

Chu Ming opened his eyes.

The chanting continued, though it was weaker than before.

More than seventy percent of the chains at the lowest level of the sealing core had already been restored.

Silvery-white light intertwined through the void, driving the remaining darkness into the corners.

That darkness was still struggling, churning madly, but each surge was suppressed by the silvery-white radiance, growing thinner and thinner. The abyssal creatures hiding in the shadows were now scattering in terrified flight.

Those below the third step had long since been shaken into dust by the aftermath of Chu Ming's battle with the false god.

Those remaining were all at the mid-stage of the third step or above: three lords, along with seven or eight smaller abyssal creatures.

They fled desperately deeper within, trying to escape this seal that was awakening.

But they could not escape.

Silvery-white light shot out from the chains, transforming into sharp arrows that pursued their fleeing forms.

The first lord was caught. The light pierced its skull.

It let out a scream, its massive body crashing to the ground. After twitching a few times, it went completely still.

The second was caught. Light pierced in through its back and burst from its chest, carrying out a great spray of pitch-black blood. It struggled to crawl forward a few steps, then collapsed.

The third...

The seven or eight smaller abyssal creatures were even more helpless.

Wherever the light passed, they did not even have time