Atop Pingkang Mountain, rocks trembled.
A lean figure suddenly burst forth, soaring into the midair.
More than thirty Golden Eagle Commandants had been watching for a long time. Led by two deputy generals, they were somewhat caught off guard, but their actions were not a split second slow.
"Lock him down!"
Cold chains, like serpents, shot out, binding the man in the air tightly in an instant.
Dozens of Demon-Suppressing Chains were pulled taut. The two deputy generals concentrated and stabilized their breaths, stepping on the Formation Eyes, channeling everyone's spirit to converge on the chains.
They then extracted the Specially-made Silver Hooks for threading through the Pipa Bone, ready to step into the air, but their expression suddenly changed.
The chains grew tighter. These things could lock up even Condensation Elixir Demons, naturally they couldn't break, the problem lay with the dozens of Demon Suppression Marshals below.
