Beyond the Otherworldly Demon Domain.
Ren Yuanzi sat cross-legged in the void, his eyes filled with a sense of vicissitude as he stared at the long-closed passage to the Otherworldly Demon Domain Realm. He hadn't moved from his spot for several days.
Wang Su stood to his side and behind him. At first, he was able to keep his composure, but after two more days, he could no longer hold back.
"Sect Leader, could it be that you've already escaped using some means?"
Wang Su spoke in a low voice, afraid of incurring bad luck.
Ren Yuanzi didn't even lift his eyelids, and said calmly, "Wait a little longer."
Huo Yuan stood a little further away, squeezed together with Chen Ling and Li Lei.
The three men looked rather grim. After all, they had been so confident that the person was still inside, but the passage had been closed for several days, and not a single ghost had emerged.
Huo Yuan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but then swallowed it back, afraid that speaking would only make him unhappy.
Chen Ling nudged him with her elbow, Huo Yuan shook his head, signaling him to be quiet.
After waiting for another half day, Ren Yuanzi remained seated with his eyes closed, his breathing as steady as if he were meditating in his own palace.
Wang Su glanced at him furtively, then dared not speak again.
Just then, the previously tightly closed passage to the Otherworldly Demon Domain suddenly began to distort.
The distortion came without warning, ripples spread through the air, and then a figure stepped out from within.
Ren Yuanzi suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them, and with a flick of his sleeve.
The space around that figure twisted violently, and an irresistible, terrifying force squeezed in from all directions, threatening to crush the person alive.
Wang Su, watching from behind, felt a chill run down his spine.
Even a powerful expert at the Perfect Death Profound Realm would likely have their bones broken if gripped like that.
But the next moment, a flash of silver light appeared around the figure, and he was transported hundreds of miles away, leaving only a loud laugh behind.
"I never expected to trouble Ren Yuanzi, one of the three leaders of the Yuan Sect, to come out of his way!"
Ren Yuanzi's eyes turned cold; it was indeed spatial power.
A surge of frustration welled up inside him. Was spatial power really that commonplace?
Zhou Tong had the ability to control the Space Ancestral Talisman, which was one thing.
How could someone who appeared out of nowhere be able to break through his blockade using spatial power?
He extended his five fingers, and five beams of light shot out from between them. The beams of light roared and transformed into a prison in mid-air, enveloping the figure.
The prison cell descended extremely quickly, and the man was trapped inside before he could run very far.
Just as Ren Yuanzi was about to tighten the prison, a bell suddenly rang out from the heavens and earth.
Thump!!
The bell tolled deep and clear, and the moment it rang, everything within a hundred feet of Ren Yuanzi froze.
The wind stopped, the vital energy stopped, and even the five beams of light he had unleashed stopped in mid-air.
Ren Yuanzi's own movements froze for a moment, as if his thoughts had been pressed down. When he came to his senses...
The cell was long empty; the figure had vanished without a trace.
Ren Yuanzi's face darkened completely, his lips twitched, and he growled, "Damn it, what kind of power was that just now, the Stillness Divine Tablet?"
He stood still, his mind replaying the feeling he had just experienced.
After hearing the bell toll, even his consciousness seemed to freeze.
He had only ever heard of that kind of power that was almost completely still.
Heaven and Earth Divine Object.
The Stillness Divine Tablet.
But isn't this just a legend?
Could such a thing really exist, and be in someone's possession?
Ren Yuanzi's Mental Energy spread wildly, covering the ground within a radius of thousands of miles, even penetrating hundreds of feet underground, sifting through it inch by inch.
The sifting had reached a point where it could no longer expand outwards; the Mental Energy had become so thin that it could no longer be clearly perceived even by an ant.
They still couldn't find a trace of that figure.
Ren Yuanzi took a deep breath, his face so dark it could drip water, and raised one hand to press down.
The Origin Energy between heaven and earth seemed to be grasped by a giant hand, frantically converging from all directions and condensing into a massive crystal finger hundreds of feet long in front of his palm.
The rotating patterns on his fingertips emitted a pressure that made Wang Su and the others feel breathless even while standing still.
The giant finger slammed down onto the ground.
With a deafening roar, the ground was smashed into a crater tens of thousands of feet in diameter, and the rocks beneath were shattered into dust.
The shockwave swept outwards in all directions.
Even Wang Su, a cultivator at the Death Profound Realm, was pushed back several steps, his robes billowing in the wind.
Huo Yuan steadied himself, pursing his lips without daring to speak. Chen Ling and Li Lei stood beside him, even their breathing becoming soft.
"Find him! Find him somewhere, find this guy in this Otherworldly Demon Domain!"
Ren Yuanzi's voice sounded calm, but Wang Su, who had followed him for so many years, knew how much anger was suppressed beneath that calm.
A Peak Samsara Stage personally intervened, allowing someone to escape right under his nose, and even using spatial power to do so.
"Yes!"
Wang Su responded first, and Huo Yuan and the other two followed suit, bowing with their hands clasped. Then they dispersed, leading the Yuan Sect disciples in several directions to chase after the enemy.
Ren Yuanzi stood still, staring at the direction where the figure had disappeared for a long time.
"We must inform our senior brother immediately!"
A thought flashed through Ren Yuanzi's mind: he felt that the sect's plans were increasingly slipping out of their control.
Thousands of miles away.
Fang Yi landed on a hilltop, his feet sinking into loose stones, and glanced back at what lay behind him.
This was the first time he had used the Tower of Great Space since it was created. Just now, when Ren Yuanzi's prison enveloped him, he moved his space and went straight out.
"The Tower of Great Space's control over space is even more impressive than I imagined."
Fang Yi indeed a little surprised. He had even planned to have the Heaven and Earth Gate suck him into the Otherworldly Demon Domain again if things didn't work out.
And at this time...
The voice of the Burning Heaven Cauldron Burning Heaven Elder Cauldron: "Who was that just now? That power was at least at the Peak Samsara Stage."
Ren Yuanzi of the Three Great Sect Masters of Yuan Gate.
Before entering the Otherworldly Demon Domain, I destroyed the array they were using to implant Demon Seed into their disciples, and incidentally killed a Death Profound Realm cultivator Zhao Kui.
The Burning Heaven Elder said, "So they are from the Yuan Sect?"
However, the power emanating from that person seemed vaguely familiar; it felt like the legacy of an old friend.
"The three most famous cultivation techniques of the Yuan Sect are the Yuan Emperor Canon, the Thunder Emperor Canon, and the Spirit Emperor Canon."
Upon hearing the words "Yuan Emperor Canon, "the Burning Heaven Elder's voice changed instantly. " Yuan Emperor Canon? The legacy of that Yuan Emperor?"
Fang Yi surprised; a veteran like him was indeed a veteran, he actually knew the background of the Yuan Sect?
" Yuan Emperor also died fighting against the Yimo."
If he were to be resurrected and see these descendants who inherited his legacy colluding with the Yimo, he would probably personally annihilate them all one by one!
The Burning Heaven Elder's voice was clearly filled with anger.