Moyang’s heart was in his throat. Trapped within the current formation, he had no way to leave. The real problem was that in his earlier state of panic, he had completely forgotten to change into a fresh set of robes, and he remained stark naked.
The Yaochi Saintess’s eyes were hazy, her gaze sweeping the surroundings before landing on Moyang. Her eyes narrowed, and a piercing shriek erupted instantly.
Moyang jumped in fright, his entire body trembling. He hurriedly grabbed a robe from his Spatial Ring and wrapped it around himself.
Chapter 300