Qin Yu roared out loud. Endless magic power erupted, but when this strength crashed into the void, it was cleanly counterbalanced. A suppressive strength emerged, spreading in all directions and locking Qin Yu down so he couldn’t move at all.

Another black-robed figure stepped out from the void, his body tall and strong. “Do not resist. Save yourself the pain. You cannot escape from my grasp.”

Qin Yu asked, “And who are you?”

The black-robed figure’s eyebrow arched up. “Junior, it seems as if you aren’t worried.”

Qin Yu was silent for a moment. Then he said, “What a pity…”

The black-robed figure froze and restlessness surged in his heart. He decided that he couldn’t stay here any longer. Ripples appeared in space, forming a tide that spread through the air.

But before this tide could fall upon Qin Yu, it was grabbed by an old hand. Then, with a slight twist, this rippling space fully collapsed.

The black-robed figure shouted out loud, “Southshine Nation Old Ancestor!” His body instantly exploded and a black fog flooded out into the world. At the same time, 20 figures split away, each one running in different directions.

The Old Ancestor remained expressionless. “It’s been many years since someone dared to stir up trouble near the capital city.” He lifted a hand and the world itself seemed to shrink, all of it held in his control.

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