The change happened in an instant. In that extremely short span of time, none of the drunken young masters—not even the one whose treasured saber had been snatched away—had reacted.
The first to react were the two Xiantian Martial Artists hiding inside the hall.
"Impudent thief!" The two Xiantian Martial Artists roared, their eyes bulging with fury.
They had not participated in the banquet. Their attention had remained fixed on Li Ming, and the instant Shen Zhui drew his saber, they moved.
Two waves of vast Xiantian Spiritual Energy blasted over from the left and right, making the entire hall tremble faintly.
Shen Zhui had no distractions in his heart. His eyes held only Li Ming! Before the long saber descended, a sheet of golden light already enveloped Li Ming, dyeing him into a golden man!
"Divine Power Binding—Hold!"
Golden light blazed around Shen Zhui, and behind him appeared a phantom wrapped in golden armor.
The phantom wore golden armor. Its face was black and red, its eyes displayed yin and yang, and it held shackles and stocks in one hand. In its left hand was a square tablet inscribed with the words: "Good and evil will be repaid!"
As Shen Zhui's voice fell, the shackles and stocks on the golden-armored deity phantom immediately locked around Li Ming!
Li Ming felt as if the space around him had solidified completely, trapping him in a deep mire. His entire body could not move.
Terror reached its peak in his heart. All he could see was a vast mass of golden light and a figure within it.
"A deity phantom—the General Liu Gong! How could this be? It's actually the Third Summon of Deity! Who wants to kill me?!" Li Ming finally came to his senses and roared wildly in his heart,