The overwhelming pressure froze the heavens. The raging wind suddenly stopped, the clouds stood still, and every Inheritor fixed their gaze on the seemingly ordinary young man before them.
Morlun narrowed his eyes slightly, his blood-red pupils studying Loren as he spoke calmly. "Was it you who killed my kin and obstructed my family's grand undertaking?"
Loren remained expressionless, without any excess emotion, and asked indifferently, "You crossed worlds to invade, slaughtered living beings, plundered their origins, and sought to exterminate the Spider lineage. Why do you deserve to live?"
That outrageously arrogant question instantly enraged every Inheritor.
"How dare a mere native insect act so presumptuously before our family!"
Salom, the second son, was the first to lose his patience. His figure instantly turned into a black shadow as he launched a lightning-fast assault.
His speed broke the sound barrier, tearing through the air. Blood-devouring red light wrapped around him as he raised a tyrannical claw toward Loren's throat, intending to instantly kill this troublesome native powerhouse.
His speed was enough to instantly kill most Spider-Men across parallel universes. Countless top-tier totem powerhouses had died beneath his lightning ambushes.
But in the next instant, an astonishing scene unfolded.
Salom's charging figure froze completely just an inch in front of Loren.
His flesh, bones, energy, speed, and movements were all locked down by invisible Space Power. He could not move even a fraction.
No matter how he drove the blood-devouring origin within him, how he unleashed power beyond his limits, or how fiercely he struggled to counterattack, his body remained utterly motionless, like a statue frozen within time and space.
"What?!"
Salom's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with incredulous horror. "Spatial confinement? How could anyone lock down my time and space so easily?!"
Loren's expression did not change. He