The vortex below him charged into the sky as it roared. An unimaginable suction force erupted from within, causing the Tattoo Clan's Divine Ancestor to be unable to struggle. As the countless chains pulled him, he was slowly pulled back into the vortex.
The woman's expression became desolate and the tattoo between her eyebrows flickered. Every time it flashed, there would be a thunderous rumble. The chains around her collapsed and turned into shattered souls that were sucked into the Celestial Burial Vortex.
However, almost as soon as it collapsed, countless soul fragments rushed out of the Celestial Burial Vortex and formed new chains that continued to pull.
Everyone who saw this fell silent, and their hearts trembled.
The woman let out a bitter laugh. She had been sealed here for far too many years and no longer had the cultivation level she had back then. If Qing Lin's avatar was not here, she would have been able to struggle free, but right then, she had no chance at all.