Hu Qi overheard the entire conversation from within the secret room.
With his current strength, even if they were conversing from thousands of miles away, eavesdropping was as easy as if they were whispering in his ear.
His gaze shifted to the side. There, in a corner of the secret room, a figure lay stiffly on the ground, completely motionless. It was Ji Wuxing.
The Celestial Fine Threads bound his Divine Soul to his physical body, leaving Ji Wuxing completely paralyzed.
Sensing Hu Qi's gaze on him, Ji Wuxing wanted to say something, but found he couldn't. The only parts of his body he could move were his eyes.
Even his Power of the Heart was restricted.
'He was utterly horrified, completely unable to understand why this was happening.'
'He had been completely powerless before this man, who could even crush the Celestial Punishment Spear with his bare hands.'
'Could this person have already broken through to the Void Realm?'
