An indifferent, ethereal voice slowly resounded through heaven and earth, untouched by the mortal world, yet supreme over every law within it.
As the words fell, the entire world plunged into deathly silence.
The howling winds froze in midair, the trembling earth ceased its rumbling, and even the Golden Trident, which had torn through ten thousand miles of sky as it cleaved downward, was utterly imprisoned by the absolute laws of space. It hung motionless in the void.
The so-called Golden Thirteen Halberds, No Return, was nothing but a child's game before this supreme authority over space, unable to withstand a single blow.
In midair, Tang San, who possessed Tang Wulin's body, underwent a sudden, drastic change in his gaze. For the first time, genuine horror arose in his heart.
This wasn't a power of the Douluo Plane!
This wasn't the plane's origin, nor the authority of any known deity!
What in the world was this?!
No one answered him. Xiling stepped forward, and with every step, a dazzling purple-gold Soul Ring rose out of thin air beneath his feet.
One, two, three...
The instant the tenth dazzling purple-gold Soul Ring slowly lit up beneath his feet, all the Ferocious Beasts behind him who knew nothing of the truth were left gaping, utterly stunned.
Ten rings!
Under the profoundly shocked gazes of Di Tian and the other beasts, all ten Soul Rings shattered at once, turning into motes of purple light that poured into Xiling's body.
Humm-!
A terrifying power erupted from Xiling and surged into the sky. It brought no strange phenomena to heaven and earth, only an overwhelming sense of pressure.
Amid the light, Xiling's already snow-white short hair gently unfurled under the torrent of energy, falling to his waist.
Meanwhile, the color drained from his azure eyes