Lu Daochang knew very well that if he did not go to the Celestial Crossing Realm and become the target of all, Chu Nan could easily stand firm and navigate freely in Imperial Capital City.

However, it was precisely because he came to the edge of the Endless Sea of Suffering that he fell into a desperate situation with no way out.

At this moment, Lu Daochang was filled with regret.

If he had been able to be patient and wait a few years, Chu Nan would definitely have grown into an extremely terrifying being.

By that time, the two of them would have had no obstacles venturing into the Celestial Crossing Realm together.

Sadly, things have come to this, all the beautiful plans have turned into illusions. Chu Nan was slain by a mysterious and unpredictable Martial Artist at the Unity Realm, and he himself has become a captive, with no chance of turning the tide.

Lu Daochang felt utterly despondent, even wishing for death.

But at that moment, there came a series of astonished exclamations from the crowd: "How is this possible!"

"Why is it like this?"

"Too unbelievable!"

"A miracle, this is definitely a miracle..."

...

The face of Tianxuan Zhenren lit up with joy, and Ji Qinghuo was dumbstruck.

Ji Shenfa, the Emperor Qin commanding the Celestial Crossing Realm, was thoroughly destabilized, his face filled with disbelief and astonishment, loudly exclaiming:

"How is this possible, Chu Nan has actually captured that mysterious ninth-grade Unity Realm powerhouse."

His voice echoed in the air, bearing an unconcealable amazement.

Beside him, the others were in an uproar, whispering amongst themselves, engaging in fervent discussions.

"What is his cultivation, could he be a reincarnated ascendant from the middle world?"

Someone exclaimed.

"Chu Nan, who exactly is he!" Another person muttered to themselves.

In mid-air, a vast Desolate Ancient Holy Hall hovered, emanating an ancient and mysterious aura.

Suddenly, golden chains flew out from the Holy Hall, like agile snakes, swiftly extending as if to ensnare the entire sky.

These chains flickered with dazzling brilliance, resembling robust vines one and all.

And at the end of the chains was Jiang Siming, bound tightly.

His body was securely restrained, unable to move an inch.

Jiang Siming struggled desperately, shouting hysterically: "Master, master, your disciple has been captured!"

"Master, please save me, your disciple is captured again!" His voice was filled with despair and fear.

However, as time went by, Jiang Siming gradually regained a sliver of clarity.

He glared at Chu Nan, roaring angrily: "You little brat, what did you do to me, what did you do!"

His voice was filled with anger and confusion, seemingly unable to comprehend why he was in such a predicament.

Chu Nan looked at Jiang Siming coldly and slowly said: "Actually, I don't know either."

Boom-bang!

The door of the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall slowly opened, and the golden chains immediately tightened.

These chains were Chu Nan's battle trophies, the Sacred Spirit Martial Prison Chains, which when used effectively, could bind even Heavenly Grade Spirit Martial for a time.

Though they later fell in grade, Chu Nan perceived the formidable potential of this treasure and had secretly repaired it, restoring it to a Sacred Grade Spirit Martial.

Under the dual force of the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall and the Prison Chains, Jiang Siming struggled with all his might, yet all efforts were in vain.

By normal reasoning, he should be able to easily escape the predicament, but at this moment, for some unknown reason, he was unable to wield his own power.

The indomitable Yin Yang Power was now like a frightened mouse, curled up in the corner, not daring to reveal a hint.

Bang! With a loud crash, Jiang Siming's figure was forcibly pulled into the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall.

Immediately afterward, the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall emitted a deep rumbling sound, closing tightly, imprisoning Jiang Siming completely within.

Henceforth, he would forever lose his freedom...

"I once said, Jiang Siming is your opportunity."

A mysterious and dignified voice echoed through the air.

"Jiang Siming is indeed immensely powerful, but the Yin Yang Power he controls is extremely unstable.

In my eyes, this power is full of vulnerabilities, easily subdued and tamed."

"Helping you break through to the Unity Realm was only the beginning, next you can fully utilize him to delve deeply into the mysteries of Yin Yang Power."

"As long as you have not yet reached the ninth level of the Unity Realm, his existence will always benefit you more than harm!"

Kui Guang's voice resounded in Chu Nan's mind, as it turned out, all of this had been silently driven by him behind the scenes.

Were it not for Kui Guang's powerful support, Chu Nan could not have so easily escaped the present crisis.

"I understand, Sword Venerable Master."

Chu Nan clenched his fist tightly, his gaze fixed on his arm, as his consciousness sank into his Dantian.

Sea of Clouds, Inner Core, Yang Wheel... these elements that once existed within Chu Nan's body had now vanished.

Replacing them was a Source Pill, spherical and smooth, carrying both black and white hues.

This Source Pill silently hovered within Chu Nan's Dantian, continually emitting extremely potent True Essence Power.

With a thought, the surface of the Source Pill ignited with blazing flames, transforming instantly into a vast expanse of endless waves.

Sword Qi howled, Blood Qi surged... under Chu Nan's resolute will, the Source Pill continually exhibited its unparalleled formidable power.

The Source Pill bore seven streaks of golden patterns, signifying that Chu Nan's Source Pill was of the seventh grade!

Even though it had not yet reached the ninth grade, within the scope of the Celestial Crossing Realm, creating a seventh-grade Source Pill was already a rarity, qualified to be deemed an extraordinary genius.

Experts like Tianxuan Zhenren and Ji Qinghuo were merely of the sixth grade with six golden patterns, while Jiang Siming was the only one here to reach the level of the seventh grade!

As for others like Ji Shenfa and Lu Daochang, most were at the third or fourth golden pattern levels, the rest of the Unity Realm Martial Artists paled in comparison, as most only had one golden pattern, some even lacked any.

Possessing a seventh-grade Source Pill allowed Chu Nan to attain a more solid foundation, more abundant True Essence Power, and faster recovery speed.

Cultivating the Source Pill to the seventh grade had already surpassed the ordinary scope.

At this moment, Chu Nan was clad in black attire, his hair dancing in the wind, various True Essence Powers interweaving and colliding on his surface, unleashing an incomparable majestic aura.

In that instant, it was as if all things in the world would be beneath his feet! Chu Nan's gaze swept over the many Martial Artists of the Strong Race, though he did not speak, these Martial Artists involuntarily retreated a step.

This was due both to their fear of Chu Nan having just subdued Jiang Siming and being awed by the powerful aura he emitted now.

"Today, I, Chu Nan... unite!"