Indeed, the speaker was none other than Wen Zhixing.
It was he who had made his move with the help of the slave imprint.
The slave imprint was not just for control; the master-servant bond relied on it, allowing Wen Zhixing to strike remotely through the imprint.
Of course, this imposed a great burden on the servant.
At the same time, its power would be greatly reduced.
But Wen Zhixing's strength far surpassed that of his peers. Even when not at full power, Shao Zhengze, afflicted by the curse, could not stop him.
Furthermore, when Wen Zhixing struck, he did so with all his might. Few could evade such a sudden and well-coordinated combination attack.
BOOM!
The ethereal giant hand clutching Shao Zhengze's divine soul pulsed with thunder power.
This was the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, specifically designed to destroy divine souls.
Truly, it was terrifying.
