Dongbo Xueying and the other cultivators all felt their hearts tighten. A ‘High-Level Primordial Lifeform’ was a true Primordial powerhouse—the ultimate awakening for those who followed the bloodline path of cultivation! Even though it was suppressed and punished, retaining only a sliver of its strength, its mere presence exerted an overwhelming pressure on each of them.
It was like a colossal dragon bound in chains, gazing down upon mere ants.
The towering man stepped through the void, his voice booming across the heavens: “White-robed brat, your soul techniques are quite impressive. Though I am imprisoned in this world, I never expected to encounter a cultivator like you here. Killing you would be a great harvest.”
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure abruptly vanished—yet the shackles and chains remained clearly visible, their surfaces swirling with golden runes, the chains stretching deep into the void.
“Even with his strength suppressed to an extreme degree, his techniques far surpass ours,” Dongbo Xueying realized. “Even his concealment is nearly flawless. Fortunately, the shackles and chains betray his presence.”
The chains only revealed his movements, however.
At this moment, no one knew how the towering man would attack—or what weapon he would use.
If he thrust a sword, they might not even realize it until it was too late.
“Protect Emperor Feixue at all costs!” Daoist Youya transmitted solemnly.
“Shield Emperor Feixue with everything you have!”
“If Emperor Feixue falls, none of us will survive!”
None of the cultivators dared to slack off.
Daoist Youya unleashed his black-and-white domain, layers of intertwined ribbons encircling them and shielding Dongbo Xueying. Under the influence of these ribbons, the towering man’s concealed figure was forcibly revealed!
“Another suppression?” The towering man frowned, glancing at Daoist Youya. Daoist Youya cultivated the bloodline path, his strength ranking among the very best in Chiyun City. His domain technique was not so easily broken—one could only endure it with brute force. At full power, the towering man wouldn’t have cared, but now, already under immense suppression, this additional layer weakened him further.
“My Illusory Realm has its flaws,” Dongbo Xueying mused inwardly. “Against a High-Level Primordial Lifeform, whose soul is far too profound, my illusions can’t even shake him.”
Even under punishment and suppression, the essence of his soul remained unchanged.
To the Primordial prisoner, the Illusory Realm was but a gentle breeze—utterly ineffective.
“Daoist Youya’s domain, on the other hand, is still useful,” Dongbo Xueying noted silently.
Yet he had forgotten—his Illusory Realm had already contributed the most in dealing with the Primordial prisoner. What troubled cultivators the most about these prisoners was their hordes of guards. Right now, twelve hundred Fumo Hunters, each at the peak of Divine Emperor level, would have been far more troublesome than the prisoner himself if they could fight at full strength.
Under Dongbo Xueying’s soul techniques, however, their power had been drastically reduced to only late-stage Divine Emperor level. Normally, Dongbo Xueying’s group could hold their own against two hundred peak-level Fumo Hunters. Even with twelve hundred, their weakened state meant the cultivators held a clear advantage—the Hunters could only persist due to their tenacious vitality.
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“Die.” The towering man, now revealed by the black-and-white domain, spoke softly before his speed suddenly skyrocketed.
Whoosh—
He transformed into a blur of black light, terrifyingly fast, charging straight at Dongbo Xueying.
“Protect Emperor Feixue!” A metallic giant rushed forward to intercept the black light.
But the black light twisted unnaturally, slipping past the giant and continuing toward Dongbo Xueying.
“Boom!” Dongbo Xueying’s body swelled to ten meters tall, his skin shimmering with a hazy gray aura as his energy turned chaotic. His spear spun, conjuring layers of space around him. The black light didn’t evade—its target was Dongbo Xueying, after all. It tore through the spatial barriers and clashed with the spear, sending it recoiling before reforming into the towering man.
Hum.
Dongbo Xueying stood firm, but he felt razor-sharp energy seeping through his spear into his body, wreaking havoc. Fortunately, his physique could withstand the remnants after the spear’s mitigation.
“Tch.” The towering man sighed. “I can’t even kill a mere whelp now. How laughable.”
Dongbo Xueying’s expression darkened.
Even with his strength at the peak of Chiyun City’s power, aided by Daoist Youya’s domain suppression, he had gained no advantage.
“Hmm?” The towering man suddenly smirked. “You haven’t reached the Half-Primordial Lifeform stage, have you? Your body is unstable—I can sense your vitality fading.”
“Protect Emperor Feixue!” Daoist Youya commanded. “Execute the first contingency plan—joint assault on the Primordial prisoner!”
“Understood.”
“Let’s go.”
“Move out!”
Though some of Daoist Youya’s subordinates resented his earlier abandonment, they obeyed without hesitation—this was about protecting Dongbo Xueying.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Eight cultivators lunged at the towering man. Individually, they were only standard peak Divine Emperors, but their coordinated strikes could delay him briefly.
“Emperor Feixue, if you swear to let bygones be bygones and never seek revenge, I’ll help you fight that Primordial prisoner,” Xie Fan transmitted privately.
Dongbo Xueying glanced at him.
“I’m afraid,” Xie Fan chuckled darkly. “I schemed against you before. If you retaliate, I might not make it back to Chiyun City alive.”
“You’re overestimating me. Even if I wanted to scheme, I might not succeed,” Dongbo Xueying replied. At most, he could withhold aid—an unspoken rule among teams. Xie Fan had done the same, standing by as Dongbo Xueying faced death. But even then, Xie Fan’s chances of dying were slim.
Because Xie Fan was strong.
His physical body was monstrously durable, even among Chiyun City’s elite. He could withstand twenty peak-level Primordial Lifeforms and still escape. He always stayed close to the group, making it hard to isolate him.
That was why Xie Fan had backed off the moment Dongbo Xueying revealed his temporary peak-level strength.
“Heh, I can’t afford carelessness. What if you claim we can’t resist the prisoner and order a retreat—then flee with the others, leaving me behind to die?” Xie Fan pressed.
Dongbo Xueying was speechless.
“Abandon everyone else just to kill you?” he transmitted. “You think too little of me.”
Splitting into smaller groups to escape was one thing.
But deliberately leaving only Xie Fan behind? That would be outright murder—too despicable even for Xie Fan, who was now projecting his own methods onto Dongbo Xueying.
“I know you wouldn’t do that,” Xie Fan laughed. “Just swear it, and our feud ends here. I’ll help immediately. That prisoner seems fixated on you—if you flee, he’ll chase you relentlessly. And your body can’t sustain this state for long. With my help, it’s a different story. I’m the only one here who can face him head-on.”
“Hand over three peak-level Primordial Lifeform corpses, and our feud ends,” Dongbo Xueying countered.
Though pained, Xie Fan grinned. “Deal! Had you shown this strength earlier, we’d never have clashed. From now on, we’re brothers!”
Dongbo Xueying’s face twitched.
Brothers?
Xie Fan tossed him a storage treasure. “Three peak-level corpses inside. Consider it done.”
As he did, Xie Fan suddenly remembered—he had once strong-armed Dongbo Xueying, demanding three void-path corpses in exchange for a single flame-path one. Who would have thought things would end like this?
“Still, yielding now and offering treasures removes a major enemy,” Xie Fan consoled himself.
He bullied the weak but groveled before those who threatened him—flexibility over pride, always.
Their exchange had taken but an instant.
“Primordial prisoner, prepare to die!” Xie Fan roared, transforming into a streak of light as he charged the towering man.
Dongbo Xueying pocketed the storage treasure, sighing inwardly. Xie Fan’s immediate compliance showed his resolve to settle the matter. Watching the battle unfold, Dongbo Xueying conceded, “Fine. Plotting against him on the return trip won’t be easy. If I fail, he’ll be too cautious to give me another chance in the city. Three peak-level corpses are painful enough for him.”
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