"You're still alive, so how could I die so quickly? Think about it. From the Nine Provinces Realm back then until now, how many times have we fought? And as for Dao Fortune, although I'm inferior to you, once you add my wife's and son's, we should have more than enough to kill you, right?" Zhou Qiping's voice soon emerged from the wisps of red smoke.
I swept a glance over the surrounding Imperial Guards and the prison wardens from the Hall of Criminal Law. They had been terrified by my slaughter just now. If the Hall of Criminal Law hadn't sent people to provide reinforcements, they would probably have turned tail and fled already. Zhou Qiping was now the head of the Hall of Criminal Law, while Xuanyuan Ruxin was the Prince Qingxu who actually controlled it. I couldn't help marveling at Qingcheng Ruoxue's arrangements. No wonder these two were so utterly loyal.
"Heh heh. Different people have different fates. Zhou Qiping, if Dao Fortune could be stacked one on top of another, then many things in this world would go as one wished. When facing someone whose Dao Fortune surpasses yours, I'm afraid you'd die before your wife and son." I knew that with this fellow's temperament, he absolutely wouldn't come here himself. He would definitely lure me into the formation.
"Hmph, Xia Yitian, who can't win with glib words? If you want to save your wife, then come and break through the formation!" Zhou Qiping snorted coldly. The Eight Trigrams Sealing-God Pool seemed to stir, and the red clouds around it rose in a vast surge, turning the surroundings into a strange blood-red world!
I didn't know what was inside, but no matter what, I couldn't avoid this battle. This was a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. My wife's ghost-god