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Zhu Teng, burdened by a heavy past, found himself unable to turn back. He harbored indiscriminate hatred for everyone, especially since they had provoked him first. This antagonistic relationship seemed irreparable.
As Zhu Teng wallowed in his sorrow, a sudden pain shot through his eyes, and he struggled to regain consciousness, only to realize he had been severely injured. Foreign objects were embedded in his already damaged eyes, completely destroying what little remained.
Could mere ants possess such destructive power? In the past, his dragon eyes had been forged through countless trials, and even the Gods had subjected them to considerable torment.
As Zhu Teng attempted to recover, he discovered that the foreign object was a Bone Nail! Nailed down, he found it nearly impossible to break free. This thing not only countered him but also devoured his strength. It was clearly a celestial artifact, yet its purpose was more insidious and domineering than that of a Demonic Artifact.
Furious, Zhu Teng prepared to retaliate but found himself outpaced by the ants. In an instant, silence enveloped the surroundings. Zhu Teng's divine sense was astonishing; it allowed him to perceive that the area had been sealed off. Within this confined space, there were two other presences besides him.
One belonged to a young demon, and the other was an elderly figure. The old man had hidden within a human shell, previously unnoticeable. Who would have thought he could silently set up such an expansive Forbidden Domain?
Within the Forbidden Domain, the enforcer held dominion while all other living beings were suppressed by its power. Zhu Teng felt the weight of this suppression; it was significant enough to alarm him. To think that such capable individuals existed on this barren continent—both their comprehension and abilities were exceptional.
Once the old man fully unleashed his power, Zhu Teng realized that the Bloodthirst emanating from him was no less than his own. He sensed a hint of kinship within it but soon discerned a crucial difference: while he bore deep sins, this individual’s Magic Breath was laced with Merit.
Though scarce, the presence of Merit stood in stark opposition to Magic Breath—a true adversarial relationship. The fact that these two opposing forces coexisted within him created an unsettling balance; how could this be possible?
At that moment, Huo Qi applied further pressure.
The Forbidden Domain possessed diverse functionalities. Zhu Teng quickly assessed how best to respond but discovered that it lacked any unexpected capabilities; it was purely a contest of strength. Given their vast disparity in power and after several rounds of depletion compounded by the suppression of the Forbidden Domain, their magical energies were drawn into a precarious standoff. However, maintaining this Forbidden Domain required immense energy and could not last long.
If those pseudo-immortals could muster even a fraction of the cohesion, execution ability, and trust that these few ants displayed among themselves, they would have no trouble eliminating him as a threat.
At this moment, the young demon also made his move. Under the old man's guidance, he adopted a more suitable Cultivation Method to absorb Zhu Teng's power.
With each suppression and absorption working in tandem, Zhu Teng appeared increasingly disadvantaged; his struggles began to wane significantly.
Qi Xiaomian felt as though he might burst under pressure. Whenever Huo Qi diverted even a fraction of his attention to place a hand on his shoulder, the Magic Breath calmed down and became more compacted. Qi Xiaomian gritted his teeth against the pain, feeling as if he could endure just a bit longer.
The Cursed Dragon's condition grew more dismal. Huo Qi remained skeptical of its state and kept a close watch on it. As time passed, defeat became increasingly evident; however, Huo Qi keenly observed that the withering dragon body suddenly swelled slightly—a minuscule change.
Huo Qi sighed inwardly; how could the Cursed Dragon possibly be defeated in less than a day?
The dragon's body was swelling more frequently, with shorter intervals between each occurrence. Huo Qi quickly realized that something was wrong; the dragon was suppressing its body's reaction—it was about to self-destruct!
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