Space Seal

"I specifically prepared it for escaping. Impressive, truly impressive!"

Seeing this, Yang Ming's eyes lit up.

Jun Maqing's technique gave him a nostalgic feeling.

The Summoning Technique was a peculiar space-time ninjutsu. Its hand seals were simple, but not just anyone could use it. The key was forming a blood contract with a spirit beast.

But even if he used this technique to escape right before Yang Ming's eyes, it would be useless.

Others might have had no way to deal with it, but unfortunately for him, he had run into Yang Ming.

"Time-Space Seal!"

Yang Ming spoke calmly. As chakra flowed, six jet-black chains suddenly appeared in the space before him. The chains crisscrossed, forming a closed shape as they penetrated the void and sealed the surrounding space.

The space within a thousand meters instantly became as solid as an iron plate, and Jun Maqing's figure was forcibly driven out from over a hundred meters away!

"This..."

Everyone was stunned by the sight, their faces blank with disbelief.

Jun Maqing himself was completely dumbfounded!

He had used the reverse space-time ninjutsu his clan had only recently developed, yet someone had forcibly squeezed him out of space itself. What kind of concept was that?!

No one was more shocked than he was!

"Lord Yuexia, spare my life!"

When he saw Yang Ming approach, all thoughts of resistance vanished. He immediately dropped to his knees and begged for mercy.

What royal dignity? What revenge and venting his anger? Before a powerhouse capable of forcing him out of space, what did any of that matter?

"Tenseigan!"

Yang Ming ignored him. In Yang Ming's eyes, he was utterly insignificant. Activating the Tenseigan, Yang Ming's ocular power shifted, and an azure sphere of light flew into Jun Maqing's mind.

Everything in Jun Maqing's memories