After Zhang Yu pointed a finger, Daoist Guo's body jolted. His head snapped back, and the divine energies throughout his body surged chaotically. His consciousness fell into a daze for a moment, and the aura that had just begun to stir was suppressed once more.
Then he heard the clatter of chains by his ear. A radiant chain condensed from countless dao talismans flew out, spiraled through the air several times, and bound him tightly.
"Dragon-Binding Refined Cord..."
Despair clouded Daoist Guo's face.
He knew that this time, he truly could not escape.
He had originally possessed a replacement method. So long as he could leave the Land of Obscure Chaos and reach the Clear Vault Landmass, he could seize an opportunity to exchange himself with an incarnation placed outside, allowing it to receive him and carry him away. Then the incarnation hidden in the Inner Layer could continue to receive him, enabling him to flee this place.
After that, whether he went to the Outer Layer or escaped to the wastelands could be considered later.
But once this cord was upon him, none of his spells or divine abilities could reach his body. Only by relying on his own strength to snap the chain could he possibly escape.
Yet this cord had been forged specifically to bind true dragons. Though his physical body was not weak, his strength was still somewhat inferior to that of a true dragon. There was naturally no possibility of breaking free.
His eyes brimmed with unwillingness. He still had all manner of divine abilities and Daoist arts, many secret-refined magical implements, and even profound wonders that he had yet to use. Yet because he had been defeated in a single exchange, none of his abilities had been given the chance to unfold.
Seeing his