At this moment, deep within the Demon Saint Palace.
Xia Ping had already sensed that after stealing more than 2,900 Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans, he had immediately stirred up the entire Demon Saint Palace. For the time being, his whereabouts could no longer be concealed.
Even the tens of thousands of restriction formations throughout the Demon Saint Palace had begun operating. In particular, the spacetime formations seemed to have frozen both time and space in this area, trapping all enemies in a state of Time Stasis.
"No, I have to get out of the Demon Saint Palace immediately. If all its restriction formations fully activate, I won't be able to escape at all. It'll be like sinking into a quagmire."
A sharp glint flashed through Xia Ping's eyes. He was not afraid of dying; after all, these were merely two avatars. Even if they died, he could condense them again anytime, anywhere.
The problem was that if these two avatars died, the treasures on them—including the more than 2,900 Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans he had worked so hard to obtain—would probably be left behind here.
If that happened, all his efforts over this long period would have been for nothing.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!!
But at that moment, over a hundred Demon Saints stationed throughout the Demon Saint Palace flew in from all directions. Relying on the Demon Saint Palace's restriction formations, they instantly teleported to this place.
"You bastard thief, surrender at once!"
"Hand over everything you stole from the Demon Saint Palace, or we'll wipe out your entire clan!"
"You dare cause trouble in the Demon Saint Palace of Haims City? You're seeking your own death! Neither heaven nor earth can save you!"
One Demon Saint after another roared in fury, their voices rumbling like thunder and shaking this