Prefectural Domain Confrontation

"Ignorant of what is good and bad... Stay for me!"

A cold flash appeared in Saint Venerable Limò's eyes, and he pointed casually at the Merfolk again.

What did an Ancestral Return Realm Stage Three, no matter how strong, amount to in front of a Seventh Fruit Saint Venerable!

He chanted a command silently, stripping away all of the Merfolk's senses and strength.

Sure enough, the body of the Merfolk in mid-flight suddenly stalled, plunging like a colossal mountain.

"Go, kill him! The winding silk within his body is already quite docile, and it even devoured quite a bit of your flesh and blood just now. There is no problem at all even if it transfers and parasitizes inside your bodies..."

Saint Venerable Limò had already lost his patience, ordering Jiang Wang and the others to go and kill the Merfolk.

Yet just as Jiang Wang and the others rushed over, they saw the Merfolk suddenly flip back up, wrapped densely from head to toe in blood-colored winding silk. With a single punch, he blasted away the closest Ancestral Return Realm expert of the Qi Family, then sped away in a blur.

"Halt! Halt!"

Saint Venerable Limò was startled, chanting silently to freeze the Merfolk.

Preposterous, what kind of freak was this again!

As the divine might of the fruit position descended, that blood-red and terrifying Merfolk had winding silk surging all over his body, actually shaking off the restraining force slightly.

The eight arms of the Merfolk clone tore through the void like lightning, and finally, with a loud snap, he barely managed to burst out of the Middle Land territory and step into the Eastern Desolation.

Jiang Wang led his men charging to the border between the Middle Land and the Eastern Desolation, hesitating slightly as to whether