The wind stopped.
Petals, broken leaves, and flying flecks of mud all hung where they were.
Tang San remained suspended mid-leap, the Blue Silver Emperor stretched taut behind him, the nearest branch only half a foot away. He held Xiao Wu against his chest. A bead of blood was about to fall from the tip of her hair, but it seemed embedded in transparent amber, its shape unchanged.
Two Extremes Stillness Domain.
The Martial Soul Fusion Skill of Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.
Golden petals and pitch-black ghostly shadows interlocked high in the air. Within the domain, everything was forcibly locked to the same coordinates. It did not need to break through protective Soul Power or confront flesh and blood head-on. As long as the two Titled Douluo sustained their fusion, their targets could not even surrender.
Bai Jin tried to bend his index finger.
A ring of tiny ripples appeared around his knuckle. Before it had moved even a hair's breadth, gold and black Soul Power pressed in from every side. Limitless divided the pressure into countless layers, slowing the restraint, but to break free completely, he still had to find a gap in the domain's workings.
Yue Guan saw the ripples, and his gaze sharpened.
"Kill Tang San first. Don't go near Bai Jin."
Their target was Xiao Wu. But from the moment Bai Jin appeared, only one person remained who might send the entire hunt out of control.
Inside the domain, Soul Power still existed and minds remained clear, but bodies and the surrounding space were pinned firmly to the same instant. It was far worse than unconsciousness. Everyone knew danger was approaching, yet none of them could even blink.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei could not move freely either.
They focused their