Although he did not know this Ancient Lord's exact identity, Zhang Yuan was absolutely certain that the Devil Lord's incarnation was hiding somewhere within Roselight Capital.
And since he was hiding in Roselight Capital and had left arrangements in Upper Nether Academy, the city had to be useful to him. In that case, Zhang Yuan would simply threaten him with the entire city.
Zhang Yuan understood these Great Luo True Lords all too well. Sweet words were utterly useless; only touching their core interests could make them yield.
As Zhang Yuan took out [Thunder Pivot] and his words rang out, the atmosphere beneath the pitch-black sky abruptly grew heavy. Yansuan, Duanlu, and the other Ghost Deities frowned, unable to tell whose side Zhang Yuan was actually on.
Xie Jingxin also stopped attacking the Black-Robed Demon King and turned to look at Zhang Yuan.
The Black-Robed Demon King, who had been somewhat annoyed, fixed his gaze on [Thunder Pivot]. Staring at this extraordinary Thunder Pearl, he felt a measure of apprehension.
The thunderbolts within the Thunder Pearl were no ordinary things. If they were all unleashed, not only would Roselight Capital suffer, but he would suffer alongside it. Even if he survived, he certainly would not emerge unscathed.
Where did this soul-cultivating Daoist get so many treasures?
Hum!
After a brief silence, the City-Protecting Grand Formation, whose coverage had shrunk several times, suddenly expanded like a spring. Its luminous barrier enveloped Zhang Yuan in an instant.
"Heh..."
Zhang Yuan sneered.
Just as I thought. This trick really does work best against True Lords.
Taking one last look at the Black-Robed Demon King outside the formation, Zhang Yuan vanished from everyone's sight.
The vortex above the Black-Robed Demon King's head peered into the formation for a while. Finally, with a sweep of