At the same time, Demon Emperor Xi Yang saw that Li Zhōujūn had finally made his move—and that the formation he had deployed was terrifying beyond measure.
Tears of emotion streamed down Demon Emperor Xi Yang's face.
Damn, this was security in its fullest form!
"Wait." Demon Emperor Xi Yang suddenly realized something. This hotheaded kid's formation is so terrifying. How am I supposed to get out later?
At that thought, Demon Emperor Xi Yang froze.
Could I have played myself into oblivion?
"It doesn't matter. My dad will make a move. I still have a trump card up my sleeve." Demon Emperor Xi Yang consoled himself. His old man surely wouldn't want to see his most beloved son sealed inside a formation for the rest of his life, right?
With that thought, Demon Emperor Xi Yang saw the familiar stone bed, lay down on it securely, and drifted comfortably into dreamland.
At the same time.
In the Western Continent, in an unnamed place.
Liu Fengxin seemed to sense that Demon Emperor Xi Yang had been sealed by a formation cast by some mighty existence. A look of astonishment appeared on her face.
No way?
Could Demon Emperor Xi Yang really have gone to Dao Tian Immortal Palace to seek out a seal?
Wasn't that a little too exaggerated?
Am I really that terrifying?
At that thought, Liu Fengxin immediately began to admire Demon Emperor Xi Yang. When it came to ruthlessness, it still had to be you, Demon Emperor Xi Yang.
The scene shifted.
Three days later.
In the Western Continent, at the entrance to the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan, Wind Controlling Demon Emperor had led everyone in waiting bitterly for three days, yet they still had not seen the return of Ancient Demon Emperor Xi Yang.
Wind Controlling