Chapter 1651: The True Prison Cage

This old man, hundreds of thousands of years ago during the peak of the Kunlun Divine Dynasty, was one of the top protectors of that power. His talent and cultivation were already considered first-rate even when the dynasty was just beginning to rise. His name was once renowned throughout the entire main continent, indicating that this old man was undoubtedly a formidable figure in his youth. However, Xu Yang was now destined to be the one to bring about his inglorious end.

"You once prided yourself on unmatched talent, didn't you? Back then, you certainly had the right to boast, and your power truly did overwhelm all the prodigious talents of that era. But this time, Sir Xu Yang, my new master, will make you truly redefine the meaning of 'talent'."

Indeed, even Mo Tian Old Ancestor, whose arrogance was once boundless, was now completely captivated by Xu Yang's charisma and capabilities. It was well known that Mo Tian Old Ancestor once traveled the continents alone, seeking to constantly challenge the most exceptional talents of his generation. However, he never imagined he would eventually be defeated by this very old man and subsequently imprisoned within the Northern Dynasty for hundreds of thousands of years. Now, finally, by leveraging Xu Yang's body, he had the chance to confront this old man once more.

The old man, whose expression now appeared particularly sinister, let out a cackle. He seemed uninterested in Mo Tian Old Ancestor, focusing his full attention entirely on Xu Yang instead.

"Not only have you acquired Mo Tian's totem and his trust, but you've also thrown this Northern Imperial City into complete chaos. You have committed an unforgivable death crime. Do you have any last words for your companions behind you? This is your final chance."

That the old man dared to speak to Xu Yang in such a manner utterly dumbfounded Xiao Hua, Ling Yao, and the others behind Xu Yang. Even the Four Great Demonic Beasts and Xiao Hui, perched on Xu Yang's shoulder, looked as if they had just eaten something foul, utterly astonished.

"No way, I must have misheard! This guy actually dares to speak to Boss Xu Yang like that? He clearly has a lot of confidence in his own strength, but I really don't know where this old geezer gets his nerve. He's just a genius from hundreds of thousands of years ago; how could he possibly contend with a peerless expert of today's era?"

More and more such mocking voices against the old man began to emerge.

Xu Yang, however, remained perfectly calm and composed. While he didn't believe the old man truly possessed the strength to threaten him, he appreciated his boldness in speaking out.

Xu Yang chuckled softly and nodded. "I have nothing to say. If you intend to punish me, then make your move. Let me see if you possess the power you imagine yourself to have."

Xu Yang's words were subtly insulting, but the old man paid them no mind. He had already resolved this to be his final battle, and he would absolutely not allow anyone to surpass him in terms of raw power. The title "Heaven's Chosen One" belonged to him alone.

The enraged old man once again gripped his massive iron rake and brought it down fiercely towards Xu Yang's body. It was certainly not as simple as one might have expected. Xu Yang had initially assumed the iron rake was just an ordinary self-refined artifact. However, the moment the massive rake plunged down, each of its sharp, exposed teeth began to expand exponentially. In an instant, the artifact, originally just over a meter long, transformed into nine colossal pillars that slammed down fiercely around Xu Yang. Each expanded pillar was firmly embedded within a hundred meters of Xu Yang's position, forming a sealed iron cage of nine columns, leaving Xu Yang with no escape route.

"Young man, cease your futile struggles and resistance. These nine iron pillars I have manifested — you should be able to sense the powerful Dao essence they contain. This is a sealed prison infused with my unique law-based power. For every second that passes within this seal, the nine iron pillars will automatically release a powerful elemental energy. You will gradually be consumed by this constantly converging energy, your limited living space diminishing. By my estimation, in about an hour, you will be crushed and explode from the various elemental forces filling this space. It's worth noting that even if you abandon your physical body, your soul's origin will never be able to break free from this forbidden prison I've set. Since you dislike the tombstones outside as your grave, then I shall personally design a special one for you. I believe such treatment is fitting for your status as the leader of a beast army. Consider it exclusive treatment from me, the forgotten guardian of this Northern Dynasty. Since you personally buried the civilization here, I will personally bury you alongside the former glory of the Kunlun Divine Dynasty."

The old man let out a maniacal, mournful laugh. Everyone could discern a mix of reluctance, sorrow, and, naturally, the proud satisfaction of a craftsman pleased with his masterpiece—the punishment he had devised for Xu Yang.

Ironically, just as the old man was basking in self-satisfaction, believing his technique was about to take effect, Xu Yang performed an action that left everyone utterly dumbfounded. He simply cast a casual glance at the prison, then slowly placed his hands on two of the thickest pillars. With a gentle pull outwards, there was a creaking sound as two massive iron pillars were utterly shattered by Xu Yang's sheer physical strength. Following this, Xu Yang, completely ignoring all internal law restrictions, confidently strolled out of the prison.

"I'm afraid I have to disappoint you," Xu Yang said. "My physical body is immune to the restrictions of all the myriad laws in existence. Don't ask me why; suffice it to say, you are far from reaching the realm I possess, and thus you cannot comprehend my perspective. Many of my routine actions appear as miracles to you. Ultimately, it simply means you've greatly overestimated your own power. In my presence, you are nothing more than an ant that should have perished hundreds of thousands of years ago."

In front of all onlookers, Xu Yang utterly shattered the dignity of this self-important, living-fossil-level expert. Then, with immense power, he directly hurled the old man into the very prison he himself had just created.

"Since you're so interested in this method," Xu Yang said, "I might as well let you experience what a true prison feels like."

After speaking, Xu Yang utilized the existing materials of the iron rake to add a new binding law, making up for the two towering iron pillars he had just shattered. With the birth of this new law, personally woven by Xu Yang, the living-fossil-level old man found himself trapped within the very prison he had created. No matter how he struggled, he could not break free again.

"This is impossible! How did you do this?!"