Heavenly lightning opened its arms wide across the sky, and the rolling flashes of electricity served as its pulse.
The Demon Emperor stopped struggling.
This Seven-Star God-Locking Formation was truly a formidable creation. Now that old man Wei Wuchen had arrived in person, clutching the sun and moon in his hands and communicating with the stars—judging by the way he was gritting his teeth, he was determined to bind the emperor to death, even if it cost him his remaining life.
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