Long Qilin was formidable beyond measure, a Dao Ancestor-level Ancestor Beast born in the Sacrificial Sea. Brought forth by the sea's will, he was an Ancestor Beast king by birth.
From the moment of his birth, he had surged forward triumphantly, invincible all the way to the Dao Ancestor Realm. His pride needed no explanation.
But now, Long Qilin was shaken to his core.
The two Grand Dao symbols joined as one, turning into a ring of chaos that bound all nine of his Ancestral Dragon heads.
Treating Long Qilin this way was like tethering a domesticated animal. The warning behind it could not have been clearer.
How could Long Qilin have imagined that Jiang Yun had planted Grand Dao symbols on him for tracking without his noticing a thing?
Jiang Yun could find him at any time without even using the Reincarnation Token.
Long Qilin struggled violently. Strange laws were inscribed on the ring of chaos, seemingly created specifically to restrain him.
Yet the harder he struggled, the tighter the ring grew instead of coming loose.
It squeezed all nine Ancestral Dragon heads.
Born with a Qilin body, Long Qilin possessed physical strength no weaker than that of the legendary Qilin Dao Ancestor of Heaven. If anything, he was stronger.
His scales rivaled Black Tortoise's armor, enough to see him through ten thousand ages of calamity without destruction. Gleaming with an eternal metallic luster, they were truly impervious to blade and spear.
Even if an ordinary Dao Ancestor stood here and Long Qilin let him strike freely, that Dao Ancestor might not be able to damage his scales without burning his Dao Ancestor Origin and using a forbidden Dao Ancestor art.
That only made Long Qilin's present humiliation more stark.
The bodily strength he had always taken pride in