Hundred Percent Barehanded Blade Catch, activate!
Li Xiaobai raised his sword and swung it down. In an instant, most of the cultivators in the Flame Palace suddenly felt their bodies weaken, their knees dropping to the ground as they knelt, hands raised above their heads in worship.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Why am I kneeling?!"
"This flame is strange, retreat quickly!"
Inside the Hellfire, the cultivators were aghast. They had just stepped in—hadn't triggered any mechanisms—so why were they on their knees?
Deep within the flames, there must be an existence even more terrifying. This power crushed them completely, suppressing their physical bodies and cultivation levels, rendering them unable to move even a fraction.
"Seize them!"