The Patriarch's face darkened like a storm.
"Under our watch?" he growled. "During our tournament? During our banquet?"
"This is an insult to the entire Martial Fist King World," another Transcendent expert said coldly.
"They are daring to slap all of us in the face."
The Patriarch raised his hand slowly.
"You all know what to do."
Immense power surged from his body.
HONG LONG
TREMBLE
The ground trembled.
SHUA
From beneath the city, a massive illusory palm rose into the sky. It was so large that it blotted out the stars.
The palm curved downward, forming a dome.
In a single breath, the entire city was sealed.
No one could leave.
No one could enter.
"Lock it down," the Patriarch said, his voice echoing like law itself. "Not even a fly leaves without my permission."
Back on the lake, Meng Bai felt the pressure of the sealing formation settle.
He looked around in awe.
"They sealed the whole city…"
Xiao Yang smirked. "Good. Now the rats cannot run."
