"Hm?"
After seeing off the man in the mirror, Chen Cuo's Golden Lotus Incarnation had been about to deal with the Zhou Kingdom troops, then return to contemplate incense and fully condense the Golden Lotus Incarnation's Dao Thought, stabilizing his cultivation.
But just as he was about to act, every thought in his body suddenly grew heavy. Sensing something, he jerked his head up and saw an enormous finger stretching from earth to sky, pressing straight down!
That single press pinned down both reality and illusion!
From inside to out, neither Chen Cuo's Incarnation nor his Divine Thought could move or be summoned!
Someone has bound my Incarnation with a powerful Divine Ability! No—
As the thought turned, Chen Cuo's Divine Thought trembled. The Bright Moon deep in his mind suddenly dimmed, and the Spirit Light of the Mind Daoist seated within it flickered as if battered by a gale, on the verge of going out!
Wave after wave of strangeness spread everywhere!
It isn't just the Golden Lotus Incarnation!
Chen Cuo's true body, seated in a carriage, and his Humanity Path Incarnation, traveling across Qilu Land, both stopped and looked up. Each saw a huge finger descending toward him!
This time, he saw it with exceptional clarity!
The finger seemed both real and unreal, wreathed in Mist Aura. It fell slowly yet swiftly, pinning down fleshly Incarnations and thoughts alike.
At the mere sight of it, Chen Cuo felt as though a mountain peak were bearing down on him. His thoughts grew ever more sluggish!
Rumble!
Lightning flashed through the clouds overhead, as though a storm were brewing!
But Chen Cuo's thoughts were slowly turning to stone. He could scarcely sustain a single complete thought.
"Lord Nie, what's wrong?"
"Nie Zhengrong" in the carriage had already been the focus