The Qing Niao Heavenly Demon, tightly trapped by the formation spirits of eighteen great arrays, could not help but let its gaze flicker when it heard Lin Xuankong's words. Its thoughts began to race.
By this point,
the Qing Niao Heavenly Demon had been startled by Lin Xuankong's trump cards, yet it was far from truly convinced!
It felt that if it had not been overly careless and drilled straight into the other party's Luoshui Great Array, then with its own mid-stage Lesser Accomplishment strength, it could have completely avoided the joint assault of the eighteen Luoshui Great Array spirits outside the array. With the terrifying speed of its Qing Niao wings, it could have remained invincible, then slowly worn Lin Xuankong down!
Under those circumstances, even if it still could not suppress Lin Xuankong, the Qing Niao Heavenly Demon was one hundred percent certain that, so long as it stopped trying to "keep the feast to itself" and contacted the many Lesser Accomplishment Heavenly Demon lords in the nearby minor domains, it could absolutely gather more than a dozen, perhaps even several dozen Initial Stage and mid-stage Lesser Accomplishment Heavenly Demon lords in an extremely short time! By then, although the benefits gained after taking down Lin Xuankong would be greatly reduced, it would certainly not be trapped by him and fall into an absolute disadvantage!
It could first pretend to agree to Lin Xuankong's terms, then find a way to contact the other Lesser Accomplishment Heavenly Demon lords.
As that thought turned in its mind, the Qing Niao Heavenly Demon's gaze shifted, its vertical pupils fixing upon Lin Xuankong.
Unfortunately, its entire body was completely restrained by the formation spirits. Even if the Qing Niao Heavenly Demon wanted to speak, it could not make a sound!
Just then,