Kill a High Heaven Immortal with Three Fingers!

"So what if you don't allow it?"

The Holy Son sneered and shook his head, but his tone became even colder. "There are many things in this world. Even if they happen before your eyes, you are still powerless to stop them. If you forcefully stop them, you will only end up with your soul dissipating."

He raised his head to look at the mountain peak. Although he was looking upwards, everyone had an illusion at this moment.

Ying Daoyi's body had expanded infinitely, becoming even more majestic and shocking. He even surpassed Central Divine Mountain and looked down at them.

Whether it was their every move or their thoughts, none of them could escape that pair of cold eyes.

"I'm curious. What can you do if you don't allow it?"

As he spoke, Ying Daoyi was still walking towards the peak of the mountain. His steps were steady, as if he was using this action to mock Feng Xia for being weak.