A wisp of the Great Dao's pressure stirred, slowly gathering like invisible, formless air to envelop Little Bad King. Standing on the platform, he could not move his body at all, as though he had instantly turned to stone or someone had cast an immobilization spell on him.
Next, he felt the blood and vital energy inside him cease flowing, stagnating and congealing. The abundant spiritual energy in his abdomen suddenly scattered as though it had seen an evil ghost, retreating into his Star Core and refusing to emerge. Even when Ren Ye urged it on with his strongest divine sense, he could not draw a trace of spiritual power from the Star Core...
His body had already "died," becoming like a corpse or an inanimate object such as a table, chair, or stool. His Star Core had also been completely sealed, its spiritual energy withdrawn, its divine light gone. His Three Souls and Seven Spirits seemed imprisoned inside a human-shaped coffin. No matter how they struggled or resisted, they seemed unable to escape his body.
The old Daoist Siling had not used any spell. Even his body, seated in the seat of honor, had not moved once. He had merely swept a cold glance over Ren Ye and unconsciously released a wisp of Dao-Touching pressure, yet that alone had left the Little Human Emperor famed throughout the Migration Land standing there like a wooden post, at the mercy of the surrounding spectators' appraisals and unrestrained scrutiny.
When one Dao manifested, all arts fell silent!
This was the true reason those of the Sixth Grade Dao-Touching Realm were called Celestial Masters, Immortals, Ancestors, and even Preachers by their juniors.
A Dao-Toucher is an existence that has begun to glimpse the mysteries of the world's origins and can command a certain