Countless bolts of thunderlight crashed down upon Jin Zheng like a storm. Before he could react, Little Demon, who had long since positioned herself precisely to one side, drove thirty-six Plum Blossom Spirit Seizing Needles up from the ground, drilling madly into Jin Zheng's body.
Jin Zheng was horrified.
With a roar, the skin over his entire body abruptly turned as hard as gold and iron. Even as Little Demon pushed the thirty-six Plum Blossom Spirit Seizing Needles to their limit, making them spin wildly against Jin Zheng's surface like drills—
Sparks flew everywhere, yet they simply could not bore through!
At the same instant, a small flag flew out from behind Jin Zheng's head. He sprayed a mouthful of golden Origin Vital Blood onto it, once more activating his life-saving method.
This was a life-saving spatial treasure bestowed by the Prophet Demon Master Jiu Xi of the Demon God Hall. Whenever a chief steward took office, they would be granted such a life-saving treasure.
With such a treasure, they could easily escape even before a Creation Realm Divine Being.
Yet today, Jin Zheng had already activated this life-saving treasure twice, and both attempts had failed.
With his life hanging in the balance, Jin Zheng spared no expense, wildly spraying out Origin Vital Blood.
The small flag flashed, immediately wrapping around Jin Zheng and making him vanish into thin air.
But space suddenly rippled. The next moment, the flag's radiance faded, and Jin Zheng reappeared within the enormous underground pit.
"What secret art did you use to seal off space?" Having failed once again, despair surfaced in Jin Zheng's eyes. In that instant, the aura around his body turned violent.
He was about to fight for his life.
"A Xiantian Spiritual Treasure. Do you believe it?"
Ye Zhen sneered. A