With Bai Ze's cultivation, he actually had no need to fear Gungun. Unfortunately, Gungun had no sense of fair play and opened with his ultimate move.
Netherworld in the Palm was a spatial divine ability of the highest order, second only to Space Law itself. That was how Houtu had once described it.
As the saying went: strength was supreme, time was sovereign, space was king; with fate absent, karma reigned as emperor. Nothingness destroyed, creation brought forth, the Six Paths cycled through reincarnation, and Chaos stood above all!
Spatial divine abilities had always possessed the wondrous power to let the weak overcome the strong. Once this move was unleashed, even though Bai Ze's cultivation was no weaker than Gungun's-and might even have been somewhat deeper-he was caught off guard. Without a way to counter it, he could only be sucked into the netherworld, his heart brimming with resentment.
"Hum~" The pitch-black spatial vortex slowly closed. Gungun had successfully captured Bai Ze for the second time, with the Witch-Slaying Sword thrown in as a trophy. A satisfied smile immediately spread across his plump face.
I, Gungun, am no longer the bear I once was. So what if you're the foremost Demon Sage? You're still no match for me. Being invincible really is such a lonely thing for a bear~
"Rustle~" Just then, someone lifted the main tent's curtain from inside, and Xuanyuan emerged with a group of generals from the Youxiong army.
"Hm?" The moment he stepped outside, he saw an Iron-Eating Beast. This beast wore hemp shorts and a Black Giant Pearl Necklace around his neck. And that distinctive physique, like a fat pig-he, he was...
"Xuanyuan, chief of the Youxiong Tribe, pays his respects to the great Ancestral Bear!" Xuanyuan, who frequently visited the temple to offer incense