The moment Qiu Yan said this, the gazes of the many Demon Kings turned in unison and fell behind him.
A voice rang out. "I'll say it again: though you captured me, don't dream of getting a single word from my mouth!"
The speaker's entire body was crystalline, like an ice sculpture, yet his features were lifelike. As he spoke, his aura rose and fell erratically, while countless cracks roamed and shifted across his body.
This ice sculpture was the Extreme Ice Plains Qiu Yan had mentioned. It had originally been the name of a perilous land, yet now it had been placed upon a person—the powerful being who had fought Qiu Yan earlier, summoned the Extreme Ice Plains to descend, shattered a stretch of starry sky, and annihilated countless stars.
Yet at the final moment, because of a momentary Soul Split, he had allowed Qiu Yan to draw upon his own power and condense a beam of light that pierced through the descending Ice Plains.
It contained the Thunder Human Path as well as the power of the formation diagram and its core. The formation diagram came to suppress it, while the Human Path within enlightened it. Working from within and without, they directly dismantled the vast formation of the Extreme Ice Plains. Not only had the Extreme Ice Plains been taken down, but its external form had been stripped away, revealing its true appearance. Using the Historical Scroll, a body had been condensed for it.
Now, the constantly appearing cracks on the surface of this person's crystal-clear body were in truth the outward manifestation of the Human Path's power continuously flowing and striking within him.
Yet after being captured, this person refused to concede. He continued to sneer and mock, declaring that Qiu Yan would never obtain any