The sphere of raw, concentrated natural Ki vibrated with a violence that could shatter marble. To any ordinary cultivator, this orb was a death sentence. The energy was too pure, too dense, like trying to swallow a star. A normal cultivator would have rejected it instantly, veins rupturing and meridians bursting into ash as the untamed power tore its way out, but Ryuu was not normal.
Where others saw a lethal poison, his divine body recognised it as a scrumptious feast.
He stood still inside the shimmering, volatile prison, suspended in a sea of blinding emerald light. The villain, whose name Ryuu hadn't even bothered to learn, stood dozens of paces away, his back turned. The man was utterly consumed by the massive, glowing arrays of a grand containment array, completely unaware that his ultimate trap was failing. He thought that the intruder was neutralised, with the Ki dissolving the boy into nothingness.
