This is the Border, the edge of the three major blockades, not within the Hell where He roams.
"Is that all, Dongli?"
Peron gazed indifferently at what was no longer his son: "It seems that even if you start doing bad things, it's only to this extent."
Really, not impressive at all!
In that instant, the resonance of time shattered under the Iron Fist.
His shell crumbled, and from it, countless springs, hands, intricate gears, complex pendulums, and even hands inlaid with emeralds and jade fell from the fissures, and then quickly vanished.
The Solidifier lifted its incomplete head, wailing loudly, calling for the existence of another self, hoping to repeat the old trick, but it was already too late.
——The massive Alchemy Matrix activated in that moment, encompassing the ceiling and floor, covering all four walls, enveloping everything, then it plunged into Liu DongLi's shell.
From that instant, the distant past was already overlaid.
The future was already gone...
