As the words fell, King Wuya's figure suddenly vanished from where he stood, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Mu Qianyue.
His long, broad, and icy hand held hers tightly. In his deep eyes surged determination and persistence, "Yueyue, it's very late. We should return to Yao Pavilion now. It's not safe if we delay in the Demon Realm."
A rush of Elemental Power came from his palm, and Mu Qianyue instantly felt her True Essence Power vanish. Startled, she quickly circulated the Nine Dragon Soul Devouring Skill in her mind, only to find that the True Essence Power, as if sinking into the sea, was entirely undetectable.
"Yueyue, there's no need to check. I've sealed your powers. Without me, you can't break it free." Wuya stopped walking, turned around to look at Mu Qianyue, and a pleased curve appeared on his pale lips in the dark night.
