A World of One's Own

Zhang Shuai reacted with extreme speed. The instant he felt himself being locked onto, he pushed the Breath-Concealing Spirit-Hiding Art to an unprecedented limit. Every pore on his body sealed shut, his aura drew inward, and the fluctuations of his soul fell into deathly stillness. His entire being seemed about to turn into a speck of dust.

This secret art had allowed him to deceive the heavens countless times in the cultivation world. Now, operating at full force, it sought to sever all connection between him and the outside world and blind the heavenly secrets' perception.

However, this time, it failed.

The Heavenly Dao's lock did not weaken in the slightest.

A destructive aura was rapidly gathering high above the nine heavens, like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to unleash a thunderous blow at any moment!

Cold sweat instantly soaked Zhang Shuai's back!

This sudden dead end had completely exceeded his expectations!

Ever since he had encountered Heaven's wrath in the Primordial Origin Tomb that day, he had harbored an instinctive fear of the Heavenly Dao's will.

It was fundamentally on a completely different level from the Heavenly Dao's will and power he had encountered in the cultivation world.

At the critical moment between life and death, the intense sense of danger stimulated every nerve in his body, and a flash of inspiration suddenly crossed his mind.

The next instant, Zhang Shuai frantically circulated his true essence. The flawless, perfectly rounded Primordial Dao Fruit within his body began to tremble and spin violently.

With Zhang Shuai at its center, vast amounts of chaotic lightning energy spilled from his body, and a chaotic domain spanning a hundred zhang in every direction burst forth with overwhelming force!

Within the domain, earth, fire, water, and wind surged violently. Pure and turbid energies separated,