On the raised platform, Xiao Yan was pinned motionless beneath the auras of the many Saints, unable to lift even a finger.
Escaping with a divine ability or spell was even more impossible. Space had been almost completely sealed off, leaving him no way out.
The hot-tempered Saint clamped a hand over the crown of Xiao Yan's head, about to search his soul.
Xiao Yan mustered every ounce of strength to break free of his shackles, but... it was all in vain.
Defiance filled his heart, and his eyes were fierce and bloodshot.
Was he... going to meet his end here today?
No. That Mysterious Expert had bestowed the Heavenly Fire Divine Art upon him and helped awaken his ten thousand fires body.
Now... even in the face of such hardship, he could not give up so easily. He belonged to the Heavenly Court!
Just then, a gigantic palm imprint descended from the sky, gleaming with light and wreathed in runes. Imprints of all manner of Great Daos intertwined across it, lending it overwhelming power.
It bore down like Mount Tai. Its terrifying might sent dread through the Saints, who sensed disaster coming and darted away like lightning.
As the palm imprint landed, it smashed a deep crater straight into the raised platform.
The platform had been forged from special materials, yet a deep crater had been punched into it with such ease.
Even the sect master of the Azure Cloud Divine Sect, seated firmly in the place of honor, began to harbor doubts.
Had his subordinates cut corners on the materials? What kind of shoddy construction was this, breaking apart over and over today?
"If you want to touch someone from my Eternal Heavenly Court, you'll have to get my permission first."
A youthful voice rang out, and Ye