Muxiao became more and more terrified as he thought, this mission was doomed to fail; he must immediately return to the Imperishable Temple to report everything.
The plan had changed, and he needed to adjust his actions now.
He even needed that person to personally take action to accomplish the goal!
As Muxiao thought of this, the long whip in his hand suddenly shattered, transforming into a terrifying force that blasted open Tian Zi's seal. His figure blurred and he instantly escaped far away.
"Since you've come, why the rush to leave? The malignance is so great, why not come here to my Taoist Ancestor's abode and sweep the floor, dissipate some of that malign energy," a faint voice transmitted.
Muxiao's expression drastically altered, and before he could react, he suddenly felt his body tighten, gripped firmly by a hand!
Like a grasshopper held in hand, his bones felt like they could snap at any moment, his strength completely neutralized in an instant.
