Chapter 1187

The Samsara Saintess’s eyes erupted with divine radiance, the power of her Samsara pupils finally unleashed. A series of divine beams descended upon Ye Qingyun like shackles, instantly solidifying into layers of seals. They did not merely bind his physical form; they permeated his very marrow, locking down every inch of his flesh, every meridian, and every bone. In an instant, he was reduced to a walking corpse, utterly devoid of autonomy. This was the Samsara Art—a divine ability that could only be executed by the Samsara pupils. It was peerless, tyrannical, and extreme; the ultimate secret technique of the Samsara Divine Sect. Once applied, no one could ever hope to break free. The Samsara Saintess had deployed this technique the moment the battle began, a testament to the fact that she did not underestimate Ye Qingyun. She had gone all out from the start, leaving him no room to react.