In Ran Deng's understanding, the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan was gluttonous by nature and could never resist such immortal delicacies.
Once Winged Immortal ate them all, the restrictions would activate immediately, binding his Dao power and sealing his cultivation. Then Ran Deng could subdue him effortlessly and bind him beneath Xiqi City's walls to intimidate every Interception Sect cultivator in the world.
An ordinary Golden-Winged Great Peng, a member of a branch of the Phoenix Clan, would indeed have struggled to resist such temptation.
But Ran Deng had no idea that the Winged Immortal before him had long since transcended the shackles of ordinary demons. He was nothing like the foolish, gluttonous, shallow creature of popular rumor.
After countless years of cultivation, Winged Immortal had seen through the illusions of the myriad laws and the treachery of human hearts. From the moment Ran Deng opened his mouth, he had understood every detail of his scheme.
A flicker of mockery passed through his eyes, and Winged Immortal sneered inwardly:
You dare show off these paltry Chan Sect tricks before me?
Without betraying anything, he decided to turn the scheme against its maker and toy with this hypocritical Daoist.
So Winged Immortal pretended to be persuaded. He reined in his killing intent, nodded his agreement, and calmly entered the camp. Before Ran Deng's eyes, he ate all one hundred and eight immortal pastries concealing the restrictions.
Ran Deng was delighted. Believing his scheme had succeeded, he kept his expression unchanged and secretly activated the restrictions.
In an instant, an invisible binding force erupted, winding tightly around Winged Immortal's limbs, bones, and meridians.
The innate Immortal-Binding Lock lay hidden in the void, sealing his Dao foundation and Dao resonance layer upon layer. It seemed to have completely immobilized this mighty Quasi-Saint, leaving him