Present Form—Time Freeze!
BZZZT!
Everything in the void seemed to freeze. The panic on Yangg Hong's face instantly solidified. Meeting no resistance, the sword severed Yangg Hong's right arm with a SQUELCH.
Jiang Chen reached out with his power through the air.
With a WHOOSH, he snatched the Purple Gold Panlong Emperor's Bow.
Then, with a sweep of his blade, he pressed it against Yangg Hong's neck. Jiang Chen said coolly, "You've lost."
"Wh-what just happened? Why did it feel like you were controlling me? My body wouldn't move!" Yangg Hong stared at Jiang Chen, horrified.
Jiang Chen grinned. "Go ask Yama in the Yellow Springs!"
"You can't kill me..." Yangg Hong's expression changed, and he quickly added, "I'm a disciple under the Fire Emperor Ancestor! If you dare to kill me, he will never let you go."
Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, studying Yangg Hong, then smiled faintly. "Alright, I won't kill you."
"Hm?"
