Boom...
A massive pagoda sealed off this stretch of heaven and earth.
This was Huanglong's Supreme-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure, the Seven-Water Soul-Suppressing Pagoda. It could suppress Primordial Spirits; within this pagoda, a Primordial Spirit had nowhere to flee.
Borrowing the pagoda's power, Huanglong effortlessly trapped Chi's Primordial Spirit. Forget escaping—even if Chi wanted to make his Primordial Spirit explode, he could not.
The gap between their cultivations seemed rather enormous.
Huanglong found this somewhat unbelievable, because the other party was the reincarnation of an old senior. In his previous life, that old senior had at least severed his Second Corpse; he might even have severed all Three Corpses. Even though he had been reincarnated, his Primordial Spirit should not have weakened much from reincarnation. Without a physical body, the power of his Primordial Spirit should have been able to be unleashed even more recklessly.
But clearly, the other party's Primordial Spirit was weak. It was likely not complete.
In other words, he had come here prepared to die. After all, only a portion of his Primordial Spirit had come, so death was nothing to fear.
They had neither old grudges nor recent enmity. If the man had not come with some ulterior motive, Huanglong would not have believed it even if someone beat him to death.
After Huanglong used thunderous measures to completely stabilize the situation and seize all those causing trouble, everyone present could not help looking at one another.
Someone really had been trying to stir up trouble, and they had even used the Demonic Evil as their cover.
But this was also the disguise evildoers were best at. They could dump every pot of filth onto the Demonic Evil's heads; surely the Demonic Evil could not run to the Demon Realm and ask the Demon Ancestor about