"Palm?"
The last remaining remnant of the Golden Crow Taiyi uttered a dreamlike whisper.
The hand simply hovered silently in the air, an invisible force causing the frozen space-time below to stop.
It wasn't directed at anyone, yet it seemed to encompass everything in this world, including all its rules.
"No... that's not right!"
"This is..."
The Holy Flame Immortal King screamed wildly in his heart. He tried his best to break free from this solidification and sought help from the ancient beings of his clan. However, he found that all his thoughts, even his connection with the Principle of heaven and earth, were "isolated" by that palm.
He was like an insect trapped in transparent amber, unable to move an inch.
Then, the hand that covered the sky moved slightly.
It's just the most casual thing... a gentle press down.
The giant golden hand that had been hovering above Li Taiqing's head vanished without a trace.
Having mastered the control of power to the extreme, the hand then merely slightly clenched its five fingers.
An invisible force pierced through the void and acted directly on the Holy Flame Immortal King's body, producing a faint, almost inaudible, crisp sound.
Holy Flame Immortal King couldn't even utter a scream. His Imperishable Daluo Golden Immortal body was completely useless at this moment, and the divine light in his eyes quickly dimmed.
An irresistible force descended, forcibly compressing the Holy Flame Immortal King into a fist-sized, crimson-gold fireball that emitted faint moans and hovered in mid-air.
On the surface of the fireball, the distorted and pained image of the Holy Flame Immortal King flashed by.
A once-powerful and influential Daluo Immortal King was thus easily suppressed and reduced to a "bullet" that could be crushed at any moment!
The entire process was beyond imagination and chilling.
"Master..."
Li Taiqing stared blankly at the illusory hand in the sky that carried supreme Dao power, and then looked at the crimson-gold fireball that represented the Holy Flame Immortal King. What welled up in his heart was not only the relief of surviving the calamity, but also an indescribable shock and awe.
This was a divine thought left behind by Han Xuanji, leaving a trace in the hearts of each of his disciples.
It only manifests when encountering an invincible enemy.
He originally thought it would only protect his life, but he never expected its power to be so astonishing.
Li Taiqing quickly regained his senses and swiftly and decisively killed the remaining Golden Crow Taiyi Souls, leaving no hidden dangers.
After glancing at the crimson-gold fireball, Li Taiqing was still pondering what to do when, in the next second, the crimson-gold fireball seemed to be drawn by some force and directly entered Li Taiqing's body.
"Is this Master's instruction? To tell me not to worry?"
Li Taiqing was overjoyed and felt grateful to Han Xuanji once again.
Without further thought, he turned and left the dangerous place to avoid the arrival of more powerful Golden Crow Clan.
Meanwhile, deep within the " Sunrise Valley," the core forbidden area of the Golden Crow Clan, shrouded in eternal true fire and ancient formations.
Several thoughts, dormant for countless epochs and possessing unfathomable depths, were awakened almost simultaneously.
A Daluo from the Golden Crow Clan arrived and reported the news of the Holy Flame Immortal King's demise.
" The Sacred Flame has fallen?"
One of them was somewhat shocked.
Sacred Flame was Fifth-Turn Daluo Golden Immortal, with considerable strength, and he even had the potential to break through to the Hunyuan. I never expected him to perish so quickly.
Who did this?
"I am unaware of the cause and effect... therefore I humbly request that you venerable elders calculate the cause and effect of this event."
The Golden Crow Clan's Daluo Golden Immortal spoke honestly.
They had tried to calculate it, but to no avail.
"Let this old man take a look..."
A powerful Hunyuan the Golden Crow Clan pondered for a moment before beginning his deductions.
His expression changed drastically, and he spoke haltingly:
"No... this cause and effect shouldn't be investigated too deeply... cough cough."
His brief words were filled with shock, and a hint of fear that even he himself was unwilling to admit...
The other ancient beings of the Golden Crow Clan also realized the seriousness of the problem.
The atmosphere became heavy.
After exchanging a few thoughts, they finally reached a consensus and made a decision.
"Let's drop this matter and not mention it again. You may leave."
Upon hearing this, even the Golden Crow Clan's Daluo Golden Immortal was frightened by this display of power, daring not to ask any more questions or utter another word.
Leaving the forbidden area, he could only mutter to himself.
I'm never doing this chore again.
Almost at the same moment, in a dungeon of the Golden Crow Clan.
The Nether Lord awaited Su Ming's reply, firmly believing that the young man would make a wise choice in the face of dire straits and the temptation of power.
However, the struggle and contemplation on Su Ming's face quickly faded, replaced by clarity.
He didn't answer the Nether Lord's question directly, but seemed lost in some kind of memory, muttering to himself:
"Back then... my senior brother once said something to me."
He raised his head, his gaze piercing through the darkness of the cave, as if he could see the figures in the Myriad Phenomena Garden.
Han Xuanji once casually told him that when venturing out into the world, one should never easily trust others, and even more so, one should not lose one's way because of temporary difficulties.
Su Ming felt that he should trust Li Taiqing more, and also trust Han Xuanji.
The aura of death surrounding the Nether Lord Underworld paused slightly.
A faint smile appeared on Su Ming's lips:
"I didn't quite understand it back then, but now... I think I understand it a little better."
He looked at the Nether Lord again, his eyes clear and firm, without a trace of confusion or fear:
" Nether Lord, your offer may be tempting, but I'm sorry, I refuse your help."
The Nether Lord's face, hidden in the shadows, seemed to have undergone a subtle change. He gave Su Ming a deep look, his gaze seemingly piercing through him.
It's as if I can see the influence Han Xuanji has on Su Ming.
"I see..."
The voice of the Nether Lord revealed no emotion, only a profound understanding.
He had wanted to investigate Han Xuanji's existence, but found that the other party was untouched by heavenly secrets and karma. He did not want to provoke such an extraordinary being.
However, there is still plenty of time.
He can wait.
The Nether Lord was not angered by Su Ming's refusal; instead, he let out a low, enigmatic laugh.
"Interesting. Very well, since you have made your choice, I will not force you. Let this God-Binding Chain be... a way to forge a good karmic connection."
As soon as he finished speaking, the God-Binding Chain binding Su Ming loosened and retreated automatically, as if they were alive.
Su Ming felt a lightness all over his body, and his Law Power and senses quickly returned.
He watched the Nether Lord warily, unsure of his intentions.
The Nether Lord said no more, only giving Su Ming one last look before his figure faded away like ink dripping into water, leaving only a faint echo reverberating in the cave:
" Su Ming, remember your choice... We will meet again."
I've left you some things; I hope you like them.
Inside the cave, only Su Ming remained, along with a faint lingering aura of death.
What exactly is this guy up to?
Su Ming pondered silently, unable to figure out what the other party was thinking.
"I must find my senior brother and get to the bottom of this..."