"I'm not afraid!"
Xu Zhan's eyes widened despite himself.
He dearly wanted to throw the words "You're utterly lawless" right back at Li Ping.
But when his gaze fell on the smiling Li Ping, he abruptly came to his senses.
This was no time to indulge in a war of words. His most pressing concern was to escape as quickly as possible.
Though he had been beaten badly, he could turn the situation around in an instant if he could just alert the Confucian Sect cultivators.
Xu Zhan briefly examined himself and discovered that all his magic power had been restrained by the Spirit-Sealing Cord. His expression soured.
But the Spirit-Sealing Cord was a secondary concern. Treasures that restrained the flesh and magic power were common in the Cultivation World.
Normally, with his speed as a Nascent Soul Cultivator and his Life-Bound Treasure protecting him, he would have been perfectly safe.
Such treasures could not even have come within several yards of him, let alone restrained him outright.
What had truly laid him low in an instant was the pain in his divine soul, like needles stabbing and tearing through it. In that state, he had lost even his awareness of the outside world. His magic power had scattered, and he had lost control of his treasure and protective spells.
That was how the Spirit-Sealing Cord had managed to bind him!
Even now that he had recovered his senses, Xu Zhan still shuddered at the memory of that agony in his divine soul. What kind of technique was that? How could it be so uncanny? But such a terrifying technique must have plenty of restrictions. Perhaps he could only use it once!
*All my magic power is restrained. At this point, my only option is to send my nascent soul