Chen Ku's response was simple,
clapping his hands together!
Eight Desolate Prison Sky Lock!
In the void, it was as if eight chains burst forth like serpents, directly piercing through Xu Puti, resembling smoked meat, hanging him between heaven and earth.
This scene was extremely similar to the recent fate of Yuan Wutian.
"What are these chains... my lifespan... my immortal power..."
Xu Puti watched as a strand of hair at his temple turned gray at a visibly rapid pace, even his Immortal Body constructed from celestial power began showing wrinkles and age spots typical of the elderly:
"Do these chains possess the power of the Heavenly Person Five Decays?!"
Xu Puti exclaimed in alarm, gazing at the young boy, about fifteen or sixteen, with double pupils exuding dominion walking towards him:
"Who... who are you? Tyrant Body! Body of Heavenly Person, and the power of the Ancient Emperor True Dragon! Why are so many mythic forbidden powers concentrated in one person?"
