Though Ying Gou wore a smile, he still stood to one side, watching Xu Zimo vigilantly.
The slightest move from the other party might bring down a thunderous blow.
"I don't have the leisure to concern myself with your affairs. I haven't even dealt with this fellow on me yet," Xu Zimo said, pointing at the Demon King chasing after him.
"We will not interfere in Young Master Xu's affairs," Ying Gou said with a shake of his head and a smile.
"We're all friends. What is there that we cannot interfere in?" Xu Zimo replied with a smile.
"Can this restriction of yours trap this fellow?"
"Young Master Xu should leave," Ying Gou said, unwilling to say more, his words carrying a warning.
Xu Zimo glanced at the Demon King, then actually charged straight into the restriction.
The power of the Youluo Fusheng Restriction lay in its absolute suppression of the powers of both gods and ghosts.
This was the backup plan the Nine Great Mountain Ghosts had prepared after battling the Divine and Ghost Races for many years.
The moment Xu Zimo rushed inside, the Nine Great Mountain Ghosts narrowed their eyes. To prevent him from destroying the restriction,
they trapped him within the formation as well.
When the Demon King arrived, he could only look at Xu Zimo through the restriction.
"You cannot kill him," Ying Gou said as he looked at the Demon King.
"What? You intend to protect him?" Evil Qi surged around the Demon King, growing ever more powerful.
"Do you know who he is?" Ying Gou asked.
"I have never needed to know someone's identity before killing them," the Demon King said.
"Release him, and I will not destroy your restriction."
"He does not need our protection," Ying Gou said, shaking his head.