"What!" Lan Zhanhan exclaid in shock, suddenly looking up.
All he saw was Chu Nan's giant head ford from Yang Power appearing above Lan Zhanhan's head.
Before Lan Zhanhan could make his next move, the surrounding white sky began to shrink wildly, gradually forming a huge spherical cage trapping him tightly.
Chu Nan's figure appeared from the Sea of Clouds, releasing his Yang Power Cloud Sea, covering an area of nine thousand feet.
Then, using the Sky-escaping technique, he pursued Lan Zhanhan through the Sea of Clouds at an even faster speed, unknowingly trapping him within his own Sea of Clouds.
At this mont, Lan Zhanhan was like a turtle in a jar to Chu Nan, with no ability to resist.
"Zhao Shibang, if you think this Sea of Clouds can trap , you're too naive. I've cultivated for more than one thousand eight hundred years, not for nothing," Lan Zhanhan said, wielding his Ice Ridge Dragon Spear, and began to spin rapidly.
His entire being seed to transform into a giant drill, trying to drill a hole through the Yang Power Cloud Sea to escape.
"Trying to leave? You won't have the chance," Chu Nan chuckled faintly, as a massive shadow began to cover Lan Zhanhan's head.
Covered by the shadow, Lan Zhanhan felt an endless pressure descend upon him, forcing him to halt his actions. He looked up into the sky in horror and said, "How is this possible!"
The True Martial Holy Hall erged in the void, and the enormous palace exploded with a terrifying montum no less than the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall, instantly scaring Lan Zhanhan out of his wits.
He could not believe that Chu Nan possessed a Celestial Grade Spirit Martial comparable to the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall and was able to control it.
Lan Zhanhan was already injured, trapped in the Yang Power Cloud Sea, and now with the Celestial Grade Spirit Martial True Martial Holy Hall, he finally lost all ability to resist.
Rumble!
The True Martial Holy Hall heavily crushed down, pinning Lan Zhanhan beneath it entirely.
Outside, in the void stood a gigantic white light sphere spanning nine thousand feet, causing the howling sandstorm to gradually co to a halt.
Rumbling sound~
Accompanied by a series of sounds, the white light sphere gradually disappeared.
Chu Nan retracted the Yang Power Cloud Sea, revealing his true form. In front of him was Lan Zhanhan, who had lost the Ice Ridge Dragon Spear, with only one leg left and firmly bound by the Heaven-locking chains.
Under the power of the True Martial Holy Hall, Lan Zhanhan completely lost the ability to resist and was captured by Chu Nan.
Yet even so, Lan Zhanhan still glared resentfully at Chu Nan and cursed, "Cowardly rat, do as you wish, but I, the fifth Hall Master of the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall, will not even frown at death!"
Having reached this point, Lan Zhanhan no longer feared death and even mocked Chu Nan.
Chu Nan didn't mind. With a broad mind, he ignored Lan Zhanhan's words and softly said, "I will not kill you."
Surprise flickered in Lan Zhanhan's eyes. He had plotted to assassinate Chu Nan, believing Chu Nan would surely kill him, yet he was unexpectedly spared.
But soon, Lan Zhanhan felt an even greater crisis and thus asked, "Not kill , why not kill ? What are you planning to do?"
Chu Nan did not imdiately answer Lan Zhanhan's question but instead began to form the Enslavent Mark with incantation gestures.
Compared to a dead Lan Zhanhan, a living fifth Hall Master held more value.
Chu Nan decided to enslave this Eightfold Heaven existence to cultivate more followers within the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall.
A unique soul aura was revealed, and with Lan Zhanhan's sharp eyes, he imdiately recognized what it was, and sternly said, "Enslavent Mark, you want to make your slave!"
"No, you can't, you can't do this, kill , kill , I'd rather die than be a slave!"
But Chu Nan looked coldly at Lan Zhanhan. At this point, whether Lan Zhanhan lived or died was no longer his decision.
A few breaths later, the Enslavent Mark of the Soul Servant Technique was ford. Ignoring Lan Zhanhan's screams, Chu Nan forcefully smacked the Enslavent Mark onto his opponent's forehead.
Lan Zhanhan continued to resist, causing Chu Nan to frown slightly, thinking to himself, "As expected of an Eightfold Heaven Martial Artist, the resistance is so powerful."
The first attempt to enslave Lan Zhanhan was considered a failure.
Seeing this, Lan Zhanhan imdiately burst out laughing, "Fool, I, Lan Zhanhan, am an Eightfold Heaven Martial Artist. Except for that old guy withering soul in the entire Celestial Crossing Realm, no one else can brand an Enslavent Mark into my soul!"
At this mont, he felt completely at ease, believing that since Chu Nan failed the first ti, he would never succeed.
Chu Nan once again conjured the Enslavent Mark, Lan Zhanhan taunted, "Just kill , kill , your Enslavent Mark is useless, it's a futile effort in my eyes."
Even when facing the threat of death, Lan Zhanhan was still steadfast, preferring death over slavery.
Chu Nan remained silent. This ti, the Enslavent Mark was different from before, mixed with so Yin Power, making this Enslavent Mark much more terrifying and effective.
With the stimulation of the Yin Power, the entire Enslavent Mark emitted a dazzling black light.
At the sight of the Enslavent Mark filled with Yin Power, Lan Zhanhan, who had been mocking and forcing Chu Nan to kill him, finally showed a hint of panic, "What... what is this? What did you do!"
Feeling the aura of this new Enslavent Mark, Lan Zhanhan sensed his soul trembling and quivering.
Infused with Yin Power, the dark Enslavent Mark was instantly completed. Chu Nan looked at Lan Zhanhan and slowly said, "You'll know soon enough."
With that, Chu Nan once again smacked the dark Enslavent Mark onto Lan Zhanhan's forehead without hesitation.
The dark Enslavent Mark imdiately fused into his body, entering his soul.
The Power of Spiritual Sense mixed with Yin Power transford into strands like spider webs, instantly covering Lan Zhanhan's Sea of Consciousness, and shooting out threads, tightly binding Lan Zhanhan's soul.
Chu Nan imdiately sensed a mysterious connection forming between himself and Lan Zhanhan. With just a thought, these threads could tear Lan Zhanhan's Sea of Consciousness apart, destroying his soul.
The whole process took less than a breath, and Lan Zhanhan's life and death were now in Chu Nan's hands.
More importantly, these threads possessed the ability to alter consciousness. Though Lan Zhanhan still rembered the past, he was now filled with overwhelming admiration for Chu Nan, willingly obeying his every command.
With a single gesture from Chu Nan, the chains of the Heaven-locking chains disappeared, and Lan Zhanhan was freed.
Yet, freed Lan Zhanhan did not leave. Instead, he faced Chu Nan with a respectful expression and said, "Your servant Lan Zhanhan, pays his respects to the Master!"
The Enslavent Mark was successfully deployed, and the previously defiant Lan Zhanhan finally beca Chu Nan's slave.
With this strong Fivefold Heaven figure as an insider, there were evidently fewer flaws than before!
Even Chu Nan did not anticipate that the Enslavent Mark mixed with Yin Power would be so effective, that in just a few breaths, it would completely change Lan Zhanhan's mind, turning him into an obedient slave.
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