Chapter 287: The Prison Where the Gods Are Held
"My lord, is this technique truly that powerful?"
King Sword River couldn't help but ask.
"If you don't believe it, then try it yourself."
Gu Chuan smiled slightly, pointed at a stone on the ground, and asked, "What is this?"
"It's a stone—a piece of gravel," King Sword River replied, momentarily stunned. Though he didn't understand why Gu Chuan would ask such a question, he answered honestly.
"No, it is not a stone—it is a horse."
Gu Chuan spoke lightly.
"How is that possible? This is obviously a stone. How could it—"
King Sword River was about to continue, but his words caught in his throat. His eyes widened in shock as he witnessed the stone on the ground distort the very laws of reality and alter its fundamental substance.
Before his very eyes, it transformed from an inanimate stone into a magnificent Heavenly Horse. The creature neighed, its pristine white mane flowing like silk, its body radiating a powerful bloodline aura.
"This...!"