Xu Jingming?! Old Sam Begged for Mercy!

"An Eighth-Order Grandmaster! The Master of the Bewitching Butterfly Church!"

Ling Shuang's face lit up as she sensed the middle-aged man's aura. She pointed remotely with a slender, pale finger.

"Space Lockdown!!"

Buzz—

In an instant, the space around the Bewitching Butterfly Sect's Master was completely sealed off!

The pink Qi-Blood chains were severed, and the Master's expression changed drastically.

Boom!!

Terrifying high-temperature flames erupted. He was actually a fire-type Grandmaster!

However, the flames were tightly confined within the surrounding space and could not leak out at all.

Even his movements went unnoticed by everyone, including Mike.

"Uh, so he's been caught just like that?" Xu Jingming stared blankly at the scene.

Wasn't that a little too easy?

"This guy is only an Eighth-Order Lower Position Grandmaster, and his ability seems to be just B-rank.

He must have used some method to break through to the eighth order. His combat strength is very weak.

His flames can't even break through my Space Lockdown, so naturally, all he can do is surrender."

Ling Shuang shook her head and explained softly.

"Hiss, doesn't that mean that if someone can't break through the Space Lockdown, they'll be trapped inside forever?"

Xu Jingming drew in a sharp breath.

That was rather terrifying. There was no chance to fight back at all.

"Space-type Abilities are rare to begin with. This little trick is nothing special."

Ling Shuang spoke indifferently.

Yet the faint upward curve of her red lips clearly showed that she rather enjoyed Xu Jingming's surprise.

"You over there, where's your woman?! I want your woman!

I don't want Elena anymore. Just give me your woman, and I can spare your life!"

Though Sam was old, his combat strength was quite formidable. Surrounded by so many women, he still had not forgotten about Ling