"Ah! Chairman, run!"
Mantong suddenly cried out, but his body was suspended spread-eagled in midair, utterly unable to break free!
At the sight, Tong Zhan's expression changed drastically.
"Mantong!"
"Heavenly Demon, what exactly are you trying to do?"
Mietian smiled faintly, looking at Mantong with contempt.
"You're nothing but a puppet body in the primordial chaos realm. That feeble little mind of yours is simply pitiful."
"Did you really think you could be a match for me?"
With that, without making any visible movement, Mietian stretched Mantong's physical body out even further. Like a wooden puppet at someone else's mercy, he had no power to resist whatsoever!
Although Mantong could feel no pain, he could still sense the horror of his body being on the verge of tearing apart!
"Heavenly Demon, if you want to kill someone, kill me!"
"But if you attack cultivators below the primordial origin realm, you're destined never to be a match for Sect Master Tongtian!"
Hearing Mantong's words, Tong Zhan's expression immediately changed.
Of course he understood. Mantong was saying this to save him, hoping to make this Heavenly Demon spare him because of his low cultivation!
Yet Mietian merely smiled in disdain.
"A puppet actually thinks he can play mind games with me?"
"Should I call you ridiculous, or pathetic?"
"But you don't get a choice!"
The moment his words fell, power of nothingness surged out wildly and poured mercilessly into Mantong's physical body!
At the sight, Tong Zhan was overwhelmed with terror.
"No! Stop!"
As he spoke, Tong Zhan lunged toward Mantong. Before he could even get close, however, Mietian flicked a finger and sent him flying. Unable to offer the slightest resistance, he instantly lost consciousness!
Mantong could barely save himself now.
The power of nothingness, capable of devouring all other power,