The Poison Lord glanced at Ye Xiaofei and, without another word, charged over, his killing intent surging forth.
Ye Xiaofei watched as the Poison Lord rushed toward him, his heart skipping a beat. The formation had not yet been fully activated, and if the latter was to charge at him, he would certainly be killed.
However, he no longer had the chance to escape since he had been firmly locked by the Poison Lord. The terrifying pressure made him momentarily unable to breathe.
The attack of the Poison Lord drew near.
Near.
Closer.
Very close.
Imminent.
"It's over."
Ye Xiaofei watched the Poison Lord approach and sweated profusely; he instantly knew it was over.
Of course, he wasn't saying that he was done for, but that the formation had finally succeeded.
A meaningful smile curved up on his lips; this time he could feel relieved.
Why? Because Xiao Huo's master had said before that this formation could only be used once, but it would definitely ensure his safety.
