"Who?!"
Just as the Saint Heir was only a step away from descending upon Canglan, he shouted in anger and surprise upon uttering these words.
Zhang Hehua immediately saw dozens of gray-white chains suddenly emerge from the boundless darkness, shooting towards the flesh ball like thunderbolts.
At this moment, the World Power had not only repaired the hole in the "membrane," but had also thickened it significantly.
The bloody river fiercely impacted the "membrane," yet it couldn't shake it in the slightest.
This meant the path of return for the flesh ball had been completely severed.
In Great Xia idiom, this was akin to — closing the door and hitting the dog!
Came in well!
Now can't go back!
Especially when the avatar had not completed the final step of descent and was at its weakest.
As a Venerable level strongman, the Saint Heir was certainly no fool; he naturally understood he had been fiercely duped.
