Moreover, Luo Ping'er had already hired someone as two-faced and treacherous as Liu Jingchuan. How could Lu Xiaotian, a Golden Core cultivator, not rebel again? Other than one's closest relatives and friends who had shared life-and-death trials, it was perfectly normal for even ordinary friends and kin to turn against one another.
But very soon, Luo Ping'er heard words that made her heart blossom with joy.
"Entrusted by another, I shall remain loyal to their cause. If you can leave my formation alive, then we can discuss terms." Lu Xiaotian spoke calmly, extending his left hand and lifting it slightly.
Two Yin-Yang fish nearly a zhang long flashed into existence within the various formation gates of the Eight Trigrams Locking-Demon Formation, their movements elusive and unpredictable.
"Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit! Since that is the case, I'll have a taste of your skills and see whether they are as tough as your tongue." Liu Jingchuan flew into a rage. Rubbing his hands together, he summoned a pair of black-and-white bowls into the air. They circled his hands with a soft hum, and the aura emanating from them terrified every Foundation Establishment cultivator nearby.
The black-and-white twin bowls spread apart, then closed together, enclosing Liu Jingchuan tightly within. They spun at high speed like a flying saucer, ready to accelerate and crash forward at any moment.
It was quite a fine defensive artifact—capable in both attack and defense, and rather swift as well.
A flicker of surprise crossed Lu Xiaotian's face. Fortunately, he had chosen to finish refining the Eight Trigrams Locking-Demon Formation before coming here. Otherwise, judging by the force of his opponent's opening move alone, even if he and Di Kun joined forces, they might not have been able to keep this man here.
Even within