Prison Stone Demon Ancestor and Yemo turned their gazes toward Luo Feng and the Seven-Headed Nether Demon Flood Dragon.
"Chisha Dong and Chigu River... It seems fate has dealt them this hand. Master and disciple have both fallen into that kid's hands." Yemo slowly spoke as he looked at Chisha Dong.
"Fate is indeed mysterious." Prison Stone Demon Ancestor nodded. "Yemo, those two avatars of his shouldn't be able to contend with you and me, right?"
Prison Stone Demon Ancestor smiled faintly. Clearly, he was being sarcastic.
"We'll know if we try. Hurry up and attack. Otherwise, if his true body makes it back, we won't be able to do anything to him." As he spoke, Yemo's domain power descended as well. If they were simply comparing Absolute Domains, the domains of these two were even more terrifying than Chisha Dong's.
"Still, we have to follow Tianyou's wishes. Don't provoke him too much. We can just play with him a little and stop once we've made our point. We only need to hold out until his true body arrives." Yemo transmitted a reminder to Prison Stone Demon Ancestor.
"I understand." Prison Stone Demon Ancestor immediately sent back.
Luo Feng looked at the two of them, his expression turning grim. Their powerful domain power pressed down like a tide, making his heart sink. Under the suppression of their domain, his strength was further reduced. As for his own Winter's Realm, it was completely useless beneath such a terrifying domain.
Still, he had to resist.
With a thought from Luo Feng, Blade Intent Power formed everywhere. Every wisp of power was condensed exactly like that of his true body.
The main gap between his current strength and theirs lay in his domain, World Projection, and Star Tower. Combined with his weaker divine