Thousands of kilometers away, Jinlong reappeared on his Heavenly Creation Order's mountain, where the eight trigrams formation resided. His body was haggard and shriveled as if he was running out of blood.
He collapsed to his knees, coughing as a bald monk in a white robe exclaimed behind him, "Second Elder!"
"Second Elder! What happened?!" The monk rushed over, holding his body, but his expression changed upon sensing his dire condition.
Jinlong continued coughing, his complexion getting worse and worse as time passed. However, he still had the strength to take out the vase and bell from his Spatial Ring.
"I… cough… cough… I did it. I got the Void Chains."
The monk looked at the vase and became solemn. His focus immediately shifted. He slowly picked up the vase and carried it over to its designated spot on the formation. Rubbing it a few times, a long black chain spewed out from the top, then seemingly tried to escape as it shot in the opposite direction.
