The Holy Emperor Closes the Door (3)

"Boom!"

What Xu Xiaoshou once feared the most—the Force of Exile—was now unhesitatingly unleashed upon Bei Huai.

The space, path principles, and elements surrounding Bei Huai shattered in unison under this impact.

His soul body found itself within the Four Symbols Secret Realm, yet simultaneously exiled beyond this small world, separated like yin and yang.

"Hah."

But to this...

Bei Huai laughed!

It was a laugh of pure mockery.

He discerned Xu Xiaoshou's intent—to prevent his escape.

But...

Was he serious?

He never harbored thoughts of retreat, even in the face of a Holy Emperor.

For the likes of Xu Xiaoshou, who managed to freeze time and take the initiative, to resort to "exile"?

What was he after?

Did he have another trick up his sleeve, capable of shattering Bei Huai's exiled thought incarnation of a Holy Emperor?

"Are you kidding me?"

Bei Huai's soul body merely lifted a hand.