Feng Shangyin’s eyes narrowed sharply as he flicked his wrist, sending out eight talismans. Fearing that Zhao Yanye and Zhao Yixian might go back on their word, he seized the initiative to trap the "rising star" within the formation talismans.
Space shattered as dark ripples of the void raced through the air. Lu Bei let out a strange squawk and was inadvertently swept away by the darkness of the void.
"Once you've fallen into my palm, whether you live or die is no longer up to you in Xuanlong."
Chapter 782