Senior Martial Brother had grown up~~ That foolish Senior Martial Brother who had once been so greedy for beef jerky~~ who had clamored to recognize his own mother as his godmother~~
Now he was already a white-robed prodigy, a youth like a dragon~~~~
Only, his white robes were stained with blood~~~~
And his Fate had already become the death trap of the Trapped Dragon~~~~
The Hua Family had already sealed him in completely~~~~
A great number of Illusion Arrays~~ Binding Arrays~~ and webs of Karma~~
had firmly trapped Bai Zisheng in this barren mountain within the Second-Grade Little Black Tortoise Mountain Realm~~~~
Even this mountain peak~~ secretly corresponded to the Black Tortoise~~ and was itself terrain easy to defend and hard to break~~~~
Everything seemed to have been calculated in advance~~~~
And this time, the layout of the Illusion Arrays and Karma~~ was more precise than ever before~~ even more without a chink to exploit~~~~
Clearly, before this~~ the Hua Family had all along been "letting water through"~~
Forcing Bai Zisheng step by step~~~~
Now that the map had run out and the dagger was revealed~~ they had finally gotten serious~~~~
For a Foundation Establishment cultivator~~ no matter how strong his cultivation was~~ this was already a certain-death situation~~~~
To say nothing of the fact that~~ within this encirclement~~ there were also two Feather Transformation cultivators holding the field~~ dozens of Golden Cores standing guard~~
Over a hundred prodigies of the Great Clans carrying out the siege~~ and countless Dao Soldiers pressing down the formation~~~~
And Bai Zisheng, who had sunk into layer upon layer of encirclement~~ was also near the end of his strength~~~~
Like an exhausted "trapped beast"~~~~
Only his unruly gaze~~ still held a youth's high spirit~~ bright beyond the ordinary~~ and, in a haze~~
There was