Demonic Tendrils Born from the Void, Demon Vines Lock Heaven and Earth, Dragon Roars Rend the Nine Hells

"Shhk!"

A scalp-prickling whistle tore through the air without warning.

Violent ripples spread through the void.

Then countless black vines, each as thick as a Primordial Azure Dragon,

came surging madly out of the fractures in the void, carrying the stench of decay and death.

These vines hovered between substance and illusion, their bodies black as ink.

They were covered in densely packed barbs, each glinting with an eerie blue chill.

Their poison was potent enough to corrode a God King Golden Body.

Even more terrifying were the silvery-white runes swirling around the vines—spatial law!

They struck from viciously cunning, uncanny angles, hurtling toward Ye Tian's limbs and every vital point on his body.

"Trying to ambush me?"

Ye Tian stood in the void, his white robes snapping in the wind. Though caught between two monstrous foes, not a ripple disturbed his face, handsome as a heavenly god's.

Just as those countless demon vines, imbued with the power of Spatial Strangulation, were about to touch his skin, Ye Tian shifted slightly.

"Whoosh!"

It was merely a simple turn to the side.

Yet that movement seemed to resonate with the most fundamental dao resonance of heaven and earth.

In the narrowest sliver of an instant, he seemed to peel himself out of this space and time, entering a wondrous state in which "no art could touch him."

Every demon vine, powerful enough to pierce a divine mountain, swept past the hem of his robes.

They stabbed deep into the void, setting off a string of spatial sparks.

Ye Tian lifted his eyes slightly, a trace of coldness surfacing within his fathomless double pupils.

"Since you're here, why skulk in the shadows? Get... out here!"

His sharp rebuke rang like thunder, shattering the dark law around him.

"Rumble!"

At his shout, the