ZZZZZLA!

Purple lightning bolts that were thin as hairs flew out from the ropes and rushed to every corner of Nie Tian’s body, stopping his flesh aura fluctuations and numbing his spiritual sea.

His expression flickered violently.

He took a closer look, and noticed that countless purple lightning bolts were scattered in every part of his flesh, blood, and bones.

His flesh aura, blood flow, and even heartbeat seemed to be bound by invisible cages.

Even his spiritual sea was filled with purple swirling mist.

Due to the presence of the purple mist, the connection between his soul and his three spiritual cores of wood, star, and flame power was broken, preventing him from condensing the three kinds of power...