"Of course."
Yuan swept his sleeve, and an invisible ripple surged toward Chen Beiwu. "Refining the Heavenly Abyss Dragon-Suppressing Cauldron requires the Heavenly Abyss Dao Art. Relinquishing control requires comprehending another secret art."
"What kind of bullshit secret art is this???"
Sensing the contents of the secret art, Chen Beiwu's eyelid twitched. His right hand gripped the Heaven-Escaping Talisman beneath his sleeve, and his first impulse was to activate the Ten Directions Gate and flee back to the Immortal Alliance.
Spirit stones truly never fell from the sky for free.
No wonder the Eight Heavenly Abyss Dragons had been so generous. Relinquishing control of the Heavenly Abyss Dragon-Suppressing Cauldron required him to cultivate the secret art, abandon his body, and sacrifice his soul before it could succeed.
"Alas!"
Yuan sighed, unsurprised by Chen Beiwu's actions. "You cannot escape!"
The moment those words fell, space and time throughout heaven and earth froze. Chen Beiwu stiffened in place, and the Heaven-Escaping Talisman in his hand lost its light.
Seeing Chen Beiwu's incredulous gaze, Yuan smiled faintly and said lightly, "It is merely a body and a soul. Surely you are not reluctant to part with them, boy?"
Even the Ten Directions Gate's teleportation can be suppressed? Is this the power possessed by a Dao artifact's spirit?
Sensing that his teleportation had been blocked, Chen Beiwu's heart jolted, but his expression quickly regained its calm.
The more critical the moment, the less he could afford to panic. He needed to remain sufficiently calm.
The Ten Directions Gate, which had always carried him through every obstacle, had failed for the first time, but that did not mean it was completely useless.
Powerful though the Eight Heavenly Abyss Dragons were, they could not suppress the Ten Directions Gate for too long.
His intuition told Chen