Nan Feng: Let Qian Daoliu drain his mana first

The instant Bibi Dong received Qian Daoliu's voice transmission, she did not hesitate in the slightest.

With a tearing sound behind her, the Six-Winged Purple Light Wings abruptly unfurled. Violent purple-black Soul Power surged as she spun around, ready to rip open space and flee.

But before she could rise into the air, a hand appeared out of nowhere and firmly seized her wrist.

Nan Feng had somehow arrived at her side and forcibly held her in place.

Naturally, he had heard Qian Daoliu's urgent voice transmission loud and clear as well.

"Are you crazy? Didn't you hear him?!"

Bibi Dong panicked, staring fixedly at Nan Feng. "Tang Chen's divine trial requires him to kill me!"

Nan Feng remained calm, his gaze directed toward the blood-red lightning above that seemed capable of destroying the world.

"With Tang Chen's current strength, plus that supreme Asura divine power, how far do you think those broken wings of yours can carry you? Can you really escape?"

"Besides..."

Nan Feng sneered. "This old monster could have woken up sooner or later, yet he just had to crawl out of the grave now. The first thing he says is that his Asura divine trial is targeting you. If you say there aren't gods shamelessly pulling strings behind the scenes, nobody would believe it."

"With the gods above keeping an eye on you, where do you think you can run?"

Bibi Dong's face went pale, and she stopped struggling. "Then what do we do? Wait here to die?"

Nan Feng turned and looked straight into her eyes. "Do you trust me?"

Bibi Dong froze slightly, then nodded without the slightest hesitation. "I do!"

Nan Feng raised a brow, finding it somewhat amusing. "This is a pursuit by a god-level powerhouse. At a life-or-death moment like this,