"Buzz!"
The ghostly figure vanished in an instant. Immediately afterward, endless purple mist erupted and swept across the Origin Sea, transforming into a vast sea of purple fog that swallowed the Lord of Creation without a word!
An intense sense of viscosity swiftly turned into tangible pressure.
Within the purple domain, both speed and strength would be heavily suppressed. Even one's Mystic Intent would be weakened, leaving all manner of abilities unable to display their full power.
This was the ghostly figure's trump card.
An innate talent capable of threatening Mystic Realm experts.
Back when it had been weak, it had relied on this move to defeat countless opponents of the same realm, even overcoming stronger foes across realms.
Now that it had advanced into the Mystic Realm, its ability had become even more terrifying.
Anyone below the Mystic Realm who entered the domain would be suppressed in an instant, then drowned, corroded, and devoured by the purple energy. In the end, they would become a part of the ghostly figure, helping it rapidly raise its strength.
Even among Mystic Realm experts, most early-stage Mystic Realm cultivators would be lucky to survive after falling into it, and would at least lose a layer of skin. It had even used this move to kill a genuine early-stage Mystic Realm expert before, utterly crushing its opponent throughout the entire battle.
"Foolish humans!"
A ripple of will spread from the ghostly figure. "If not for your numerical advantage, why would I have chosen to retreat? Since you refuse to appreciate kindness, become nourishment for my Purple Light Forbidden Zone!"
"Be more careful in your next life. Do not think that entering the Mystic Realm means you can be so arrogant... Hm?"
Suddenly, the purple domain trembled faintly.
A sense of foreboding abruptly rose