Chapter 1184: Drawing the Soul Back
The palm transformed into a mountain range, taking the shape of five fingers.
It pressed down from the heavens, utterly crushing this grand dream, along with Chen Changsheng who stood at the mountain's peak.
It was just like the defiant Great Sage in the palm of Tathagata—treated as a mere plaything, pinned down and rendered completely immobile by a simple flip of the wrist.
The Celestial Court receded, and the grand dream returned to the space between the Demon Sovereign's brows.
He arrived at the foot of Five Finger Mountain and looked down at Chen Changsheng, who was pinned beneath it.
Chen Changsheng looked up at him in silence.
The Demon Sovereign took a deep breath. A sudden wind swept in, hinting at the turbulence in Chen Changsheng's heart as a gale rose from the flat ground and stirred up ripples.
Under Chen Changsheng's gaze, the Demon Sovereign reached up and removed the Opera Mask concealing his face.
His true face was revealed.