It was no exaggeration to say that Master Stillwinter was currently stunned. He had never seen any divine ability or magical technique like this. Nor had he experienced a sensation like this. But he could clearly sense the majesty of the rippling water. A profound sense of deadly crisis rose up within him.4

He could sense that he had lost some of his ability to move, and his cultivation base was locked down and totally still. Combined with the pressure from the violet moon and the encircling soul threads, it meant that even if he did have some heaven-overturning, sea-inverting abilities, they couldn’t be used at the moment. All he could do was think.0

Because of that, he was reeling at the thought of all his secrets being made visible. He looked down at the water and saw that everything about himself was reflected there, including the entire path he had walked so far in his journey of cultivation. Everything that belonged to him and all his secrets were there, whether they were illusory techniques or material items.2

He suddenly came to the conclusion... that if his reflection sustained damage, the same would happen to his true form. That premonition prompted him to struggle to free himself, except that he couldn’t move a muscle.1

The version of himself in the water grew clearer. The sensation of death grew more inte...0