Somewhere in the starry sky, Lu Chong once again picked out his prey. After a swift, decisive hunt, he prepared to make his escape.
But just then, several spatial disturbances suddenly appeared around him. One powerful figure after another emerged, using their law-infused spacetime to seal off Lu Chong from every direction.
Though there were only five of them, every one was a terrifying peak Great Saint.
"We've finally caught you. This time, you won't escape calamity." One of the peak Great Saints spoke coldly, his voice shaking the starry sky.
Another peak Great Saint sneered as well. "To warrant all of us acting together is an honor in itself. Surrender without resistance, and perhaps we'll spare your life."
Since the two sides had gone to war more than half a year ago, the Chu Zun Branch Dao Arena had suffered grievous losses. And of the Great Saints above the thirtieth heaven who had fallen in the last month, at least twenty percent had died at the hands of the man before them.
This finally drew the attention of the Chu Zun Branch Dao Arena. Even the inner sect Dao Initiate who had come to supervise the battle personally issued orders, commanding these peak Great Saints to join forces and capture Lu Chong, the chief culprit.
Not even most peak Great Saints of the Changming Branch Dao Arena received such treatment.
Trapped within their encirclement, Lu Chong was shrouded head to toe in darkness, yet showed no sign of panic.
He had long expected this day to come. He simply had not expected the other side to be so inefficient, waiting until now to act.
Every time he went out hunting, his targets were clear and specific. As long as they identified that pattern, it would naturally be easy for