Before the three could escape their original position, more than a dozen Nascent Soul experts from the Demon Race had already rapidly surrounded them.
At the same time, two streaks of escaping light flew in from the other two directions.
Besides the Golden Armored Demon Emperor who had fought Song Qingming before, there was also a young man in white robes, likewise at the Nascent Soul Peak.
The white-robed man moved with astonishing speed. After a few flashes, he instantly arrived behind Song Qingming and the other two.
With a light wave of his hand, a golden feather fan appeared in the white-robed man's grasp, and he rapidly fanned it toward the front.
In an instant, heaven and earth changed color. Two hurricanes shot forth from the golden feather fan, and a tremendous suction force immediately surged from within them, firmly pinning Song Qingming and the others in place.
The Golden Armored Demon Emperor close behind then spat out several streams of Five-Colored Spiritual Light.
Several transparent light barriers appeared out of thin air, sealing off every route of escape for Song Qingming's group and trapping them tightly within the hurricanes.
Seeing that the two of them had successfully trapped the three before them in the blink of an eye, the Golden Armored Demon Emperor's face immediately lit up with delight.
"Brother White Thunder, well done! This time, don't let them get away!"
"Don't worry. They won't escape.
As agreed, I get first pick of the things on these three. Don't forget that, brother."
"Hehe! Since you've said so, then it is a deal.
Still, these Human Race Cultivators aren't so easy to deal with. We mustn't lower our guard now."
"..."
Seeing Song Qingming's group entangled by White Thunder, the Golden Armored Demon Emperor gave the proposal no further