"Wake up!!"
Jiang Dali's voice echoed like spring thunder throughout the bottom level of the prison. The overwhelming power pinned the burly frame of the Fist Tao God against the iron pillar, unable to break free. Layers of Essence Qi rapidly surged and formed Innate Gang Qi, laying down one layer after another of Qi Force, more tenacious than steel wire, sealing the entire space, lingering for a long time.
The Fist Tao God, like a beast bound, breathed heavily, urgently adjusting his Qi. Yet, under the heavy encirclement of Jiang Dali's Spirit Cage, his mind gradually shed its beastly nature, slowly regaining some clarity and reason.
Jiang Dali stood tall in the prison, amidst the swirling Qi Force, a black cloak fluttering along with his black hair, resembling a Demon God emerged from the eighth level of Hell, his imposing and valiant aura intimidating the entire prison.
"Uh!"
