Boom!
Terrifying power suddenly erupted from within the Divine Temple!
It was a dreadful power that utterly surpassed the limits of the Great Desolate Realm!
Vast!
Cold!
Rules like a prison!
Its might was no weaker than the power of rules left behind by the mastermind when Chen Changqing's father, Chen Zhian, had bound himself to that system!
In fact-
It was even greater!
This single strike could have instantly killed even the Evil Sword Immortal of before!
An existence who had swept across an entire region, whose very name struck terror into countless mighty cultivators, would have been nothing but an ant before this power!
There was no doubt!
This was absolutely not Zhang Wei's own power!
It came from the mastermind behind the system!
It was a means of self-preservation sealed within the system, left for captive "pawns" like Zhang Wei!
Ordinarily.
The pawns were responsible for lying low, growing stronger, harvesting emotions, and nourishing the person behind the scenes.
But once a pawn faced mortal danger-
The final trump card sealed deep within the system would automatically unlock, sweeping away every obstacle for the pawn!
After all.
A fattened pig could not be snatched away by someone else halfway through!
There was nothing flashy about this power.
No dazzling Divine Abilities, no elaborate seals.
There was only pure-
Suppression through the power of rules!
Heaven and earth were the prison; rules were the shackles!
Any existence locked onto by this power, no matter how peerless their cultivation or how formidable their methods, would be crushed flat by the world itself, left at another's mercy!
This was the foundation of the mastermind behind the system!
This was the fishbone an angler fishing across worlds had casually left for his bait!
"Die!"
Zhang Wei glared viciously at Chen