Slain with One Hand

The man felt that the hand pressing down on his shoulder weighed as heavily as a thousand jun; his entire body seemed pinned beneath a mountain, unable to move in the slightest.

His heart sank, and sweat began to bead on his brow. This incarnation still possessed Chaos Heaven Level strength. To approach him without his noticing and suppress him so effortlessly, the other party's cultivation and strength were certainly not merely at the Shattering Heaven Realm. Even among Chaos Immortal Realm experts, he had to be formidable.

Since when had the Lingxu Sect possessed such an expert?

Could he be... from the Spiritual Treasure Holy Land or the Yunmeng Holy Land?

In that instant, countless thoughts raced through his mind. Naturally, he was unwilling to surrender without a fight. The Dao Principle Imprints within him flashed, and the spear clashing with the Yunmeng Holy Land's protector suddenly erupted with power, transforming into a black dragon that tore through the defenses and lunged straight at Gu Yuanqing.

At the same time, he employed a Secret Art, seeking to disperse his body and escape Gu Yuanqing's control.

Gu Yuanqing said calmly, "Quiet down."

North Spring Mountain Shadow emerged, and this entire stretch of heaven and earth seemed utterly imprisoned. The incoming spear froze in midair. This Chaos Heaven Cultivator's incarnation felt the Secret Art he had been about to activate come to an abrupt halt. True Essence, soul, even the power of his Dao Principle Imprints were compressed inward, and he lost control over his own body.

Gu Yuanqing raised a hand and grabbed. The black dragon reverted into a spear and fell into his grasp.

"Only three Dao Principle Imprint engravings? The material is rather decent, though."

Gu Yuanqing calmly stored it in his Cosmic Bag, intending to erase its