The vortex churned, yin energy roared, and this mysterious king stepped into the arena at an unhurried pace.
He was tall and slender, dressed in a simple blue scholar's robe. An unyielding spirit permeated his entire bearing. One glance was enough to tell that he was outstanding among men, a hero among heroes.
His face was expressionless, his features stiff. Like the other ghost servants, his eyes were vacant, remembering only the deepest obsession of his life.
He stood among the kings, standing out like a crane among chickens. In the entire arena, only Chu Overlord could contend with him on equal footing.
Immortal Pouch King's face turned ashen. He was already teetering on the brink of despair. Though he did not recognize this man, there was no doubt that he was one of the mightiest kings, a figure comparable to Chu Overlord.
Once he acted, Night Emperor's Law Net would immediately gain the advantage. Once a gap opened between Law Nets, the weaker one would gradually be assimilated and devoured by the stronger one.
Yet at that moment, the mysterious king gazed across the arena, and a flicker of light suddenly flashed through his eyes.
"My son!" he softly cried. His spiritual light flared, shooting forth a dazzling emerald rainbow.
The rainbow flashed. To everyone's astonishment, it did not fly into Night Emperor's Law Net, but instead wove into Chu Yun's Law Net.
This law was no weaker than the Tyrant Weapon law Chu Overlord had personally unleashed. But unlike the Tyrant Weapon law, which brimmed with slaughter, eruption, and violent force, this law was gentle and refined, like a jade gentleman, constantly emanating the profound principles of vitality, restoration, and perseverance.
This law was even a sliver stronger than Chu Yun's Tathagata law. Yet it did not vie