Within the Emperor's Pool, Chu Huaixu could not move.
In this stalemate, he couldn't break free all at once.
This was the most desperate situation he had faced since his transmigration!
To be precise, if the grand array at the bottom of the Blood Pool was not aimed at possession but at killing him, he would already be beyond redemption, his soul scattered!
A supremely powerful cultivator who once reached the Great Perfection of the Ninth Realm, planning for hundreds of years, how could it be so easily resolved?
The woman hiding behind the mist gave him an enormous sense of insecurity.
"What should I do?"
Chu Huaixu began to continuously try different approaches.
A golden mark started appearing at the center of his brows, entering the Holy Body State.
From a comprehensive strength perspective, now even an ordinary Fourth Realm cultivator could crush him with a single punch.
But in front of this array, his strength, which could dominate his peers, seemed so insignificant.
