Jiang Changkong was somewhat bewildered. He had been counting Star Crystals when someone dragged him out through a spatial rift.
A green rope bound him and Liangqiu Xuanyi together.
After sensing it, he found the green rope covered in cracks, with Star Array patterns gleaming within.
This rope was no inferior to half of Shui Wujiang's pearl.
A damaged top-tier weapon!
Having comprehended Great Dao imprints and witnessed the Great Dao imprint formation earlier, Jiang Changkong now felt that things like this were trash.
It did not possess even a trace of Dao charm. Its essence had long since dissipated, though binding an ordinary peak Stellar cultivator would be no problem.
But to him, who had comprehended the Great Dao of Force and the Great Dao of Lunar Yin, it was no different from an ordinary rope.
He was now rather curious about what this fellow was trying to do.
Feng Qixing.
"Jiang Changkong, you've finally fallen into my hands."
Feng Qixing had none of his usual composure. With his hands on his hips, he looked utterly arrogant. "Immortal Palace, Liangqiu Xuanyi, you little girl, how could you know there was an oriole waiting behind?"
Looking smugly at Liangqiu Xuanyi, Feng Qixing felt that he had achieved something remarkable.
He had captured alive the number one person beneath the top tier—someone even the Immortal Palace had failed to capture.
Liangqiu Xuanyi looked at him expressionlessly. "Is there something wrong with your brain?"
Had he not watched the battle just now before making his move?
"Heh, little girl, you're still far too green."
Feng Qixing circled the two of them and clicked his tongue. "I knew about that valley's top-tier grand formation long ago, including that spatial rift.
"From the moment you discussed matters with Jiang Changkong, I began planning this.