Celestial Rampart Patriarch cast a cold look at Zhang Sanxian, whose brows were slightly furrowed, and gave a ghostly smile. "You can actually plunder another's cultivation and lifespan. Junior, the secrets on you are even more numerous than this old man imagined."
Zhang Sanxian stared fixedly at Celestial Rampart Patriarch, who had instantly recovered to his peak state.
Thick interest rose in his star-mist-wreathed eyes. "Interesting~ You old bastard, it seems you're even more interesting than I imagined----"
Celestial Rampart Patriarch's expression abruptly turned cold. His figure blurred once more, crossing several light-years in an instant to appear before Zhang Sanxian.
Wielding that bright yellow Maybach Crane, he savagely swung its beak down at Zhang Sanxian's face.
"Meaningless."
Zhang Sanxian shook his head with a soft sigh. He did not move an inch, merely flicking his sleeve.
Clang!
A clear bell chime rang through the vast void.
The Pigeon King Bell appeared out of thin air above Zhang Sanxian's head, casting down streams of hazy radiance.
The Maybach Crane's sharp beak, which immediately followed, froze in midair the instant it touched that hazy glow, as though it had plunged into an invisible swamp. It could not advance another inch.
"An interesting magic treasure," Celestial Rampart Patriarch said in surprise. "But----"
Before he could finish, Suppression Peak had already descended with the force to suppress eternity, landing with incomparably precise accuracy upon his brow.
Buzz!
In that instant, Celestial Rampart Patriarch felt an indescribably crushing sense of suppression envelop his entire body.
It was as though the weight of the entire universe had come down upon his flesh and soul.
His thoughts became incomparably sluggish, his true essence incomparably obstructed.
Even the vast aura around him was extinguished in an instant.
But it was not over yet.
To ensure nothing went