At this moment, the Mosquito Daoist's body had already reassembled, but his True Spirit and will were firmly suppressed by the Soil of Rest from the Nine Heavens. He couldn't even carry out the simplest of thoughts and had completely lost any perception of the outside world.
Jiang Chen was not afraid of the Mosquito Daoist escaping because what suppressed him was not just the power of the Soil of Rest from the Nine Heavens but also the power of the Human Race's fate. If the Mosquito Daoist could still break free under such circumstances, he would not have been suppressed by Jiang Chen.
"Hmm?"
"What's going on, how can there be a trace of an Innate Divine Demon's Dao Rhyme emanating from the Mosquito Daoist's body? Isn't he a fierce beast? Even if he possesses spiritual intelligence, he is nothing but an exceptional kind among fierce beasts. How could he possibly be related to an Innate Divine Demon?"
