Even Zhao Ritian was stunned. This chain was forged from Nine Nether Iron. Even he couldn't resist it; he could only allow the chain to integrate with his body, enduring its torment day and night.
But now? How could a mere Integration Realm cultivator from the Lower Realm block a chain made of Nine Nether Iron with his body? How was this possible?
Xu Nian slowly turned his head and looked at the iron chain standing straight as a spear before him, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. What did this person mean? Did he want to kill me?
When Old Mo and the others saw this scene, they all had 'I knew it' expressions.
"How about that? I told you the Sect Leader would have no problem. His body is much stronger than mine; it feels like even opening the Eighth Death Gate wouldn't kill him."
"Don't talk nonsense. The Eighth Death Gate isn't something one can easily open. I guess the Sect Leader wouldn't open it unless it was absolutely necessary."
