Deep within the Source World, Jiang Yun's great hand streaked through the void like a meteor cutting across the darkness.
His target was the Primordial Spirit of the long-fallen Xuanhuang Immortal King.
"Come!" Jiang Yun barked, dragging the Xuanhuang Immortal King's Primordial Spirit into captivity.
The Xuanhuang Immortal King had once been renowned throughout the Sea of Realms and the Immortal Domain. Though he had fallen, countless secrets of the darkness might still lie hidden in his mind.
Jiang Yun chose not to destroy him completely. He kept him alive, built a Dark Cage within his Source World, and imprisoned him alongside others who had survived.
Under Jiang Yun's control, the Xuanhuang Immortal King's Primordial Spirit gradually regained a trace of clarity.
A vicious smile twisted his face, and he shouted, "Dao Origin, I advise you to let me go. You have no idea what the world beyond the Sword Light is like.
Countless worlds across the Heavens and Myriad Realms, worlds just like the Sea of Realms, have already fallen under the darkness's control.
You and the Desolate Emperor are nothing but clowns jumping on a beam before them. You aren't even worthy of the true Ancestors on the Plateau taking notice.
Anger them, and death will be your only path.
Dark Eternity reigns. Only the Ancestors remain undying forever."
His voice echoed through the void like a curse of darkness, trying to shake Jiang Yun's will.
Now that he was imprisoned, all he had left was his mouth.
"You're rebuilding my body? Looks like you've come around. Heh, heh, heh. If you're willing to fall into darkness, I'd welcome you—"
Seeing Jiang Yun rebuild his body, the Xuanhuang Immortal King grew excited. His crazed laughter sounded like the cry of a night owl, enough to make one's hair