"Damn it, if I can't escape, neither can you!"
Compared to the babbling Xian Kong Ancestor, Yama remained silent. A giant tentacle, resembling a huge python, lashed out like lightning. At its end, the Flying Sky Netherworld King suddenly opened its eyes, shooting two beams of blood-red light from them.
Even though Yama's attack was so sudden, it was still a step too late. Before the light beams reached him, Zhao Sheng had already vanished into thin air from in front of the three men.
Ou Feng's face was full of shock, his gaze somewhat vacant.
Among the five companions, only he and the Nine-Life Ghost King had been kept in the dark from start to finish, utterly unaware of the conspiracy behind them.
Yama, Xian Kong, and others conspired to kill the Tianqiong Wanderer, but little did they know that Zhao Sheng was also plotting against them.
