Before Peng Zhuang could resist, ten Seal Chains dragged his enormous body into the sealing scroll.
Sikong Shenfeng waved a hand and closed the scroll. Peng Zhuang's aura vanished completely.
In just a few breaths, only three people remained.
The sudden turn of events froze the smile on Ma Yan's face.
The panic and anger on Chu Meiyan's face vanished, and her former seductive charm returned.
She gave Ma Yan a mocking look. "I thought you had some impressive trick up your sleeve, Sister Ma. Turns out you only turned two people against me."
"What a pity. You were too stingy. You didn't offer as much as I did, so you failed to turn Sikong Shenfeng."
Chu Meiyan sent out Formation Banners, sealing off the surrounding space in turn.
She had known Ma Yan's plan from the beginning. She had only been putting on an act to toy with her.
Seeing that she was alone, Ma Yan sensed the danger. There was no time to be angry.
She immediately brought out a golden Divine Mirror.
The moment it appeared, Void God-level radiance of the sacred Dao lit up the dark space. It was like a golden sun, dazzling beyond measure.
This mirror was a Void God-level Mystic Treasure called the Soul-Seizing Mirror.
Any living being caught in its reflection would have their soul drawn out.
An ordinary Middle-Rank Lord God could not activate a Mystic Treasure of this level.
But Ma Yan had brought an auxiliary talisman that could temporarily awaken the Soul-Seizing Mirror's power.
She took out a golden talisman and slapped it onto the Soul-Seizing Mirror, roaring with a twisted face, "You can all die!!"
Buzz!
Endless golden light erupted from the Soul-Seizing Mirror, engulfing the world around them.
The Wingfeather Serpent whose body had been severed, the