The Fall of Old Man Tianqi

Old Man Tianqi could not even protect the devil race below!

Countless devil race members had their five viscera and six bowels shattered, and even their Nascent Souls killed.

"Retreat!"

Old Man Tianqi shouted as he already realized the gap between him and Ling Yun.

Run?

Impossible!

Ling Yun smiled with the corner of his mouth, his eyes half-closed and full of coldness.

His harsh words were always effective!

"Golden Silk Cage."

The entire battlefield began to be trapped by Ling Yun's move. Fine, silk-like gold threads emerged from the red ground and connected to the sky.

No matter how they bombarded it, the Golden Silk Cage did not budge in the wind and showed not a single trace of a break, including the three punches from Old Man Tianqi.

Old Man Tianqi's face was ashen, as he had not expected the cage to be so sturdy. Biting the bullet was his only option; only by defeating the Emperor Lord could there be a glimmer of hope.

"Old man, use the full power of the Tai Chi Seal. If you can survive, this emperor will spare all members of the devil race!"

Ling Yun stroked the demonic sword and said leisurely, looking like a ruler of the world and a god descended, even carrying the sword on his shoulder just to look cool.

Cold Moon Empress and Exquisite Empress grew infatuated, every expression plastered across their faces.

Seeing so many immortal empresses staring at her daddy, Qianqian pouted her little mouth. "Stinky daddy... humph... I'm ignoring you."

Long Yanran was torn between tears and laughter. Was Qianqian jealous?

"Emperor Lord, you are too arrogant. How could your God Realm understand the most terrifying aspect of the Tai Chi Seal?" Old Man Tianqi calmed down, showing not a shred of fear