Yang Zhen frowned deeply, as these Demon Race members were incredibly cunning, slipperier than eels. They had already managed to escape several times before, and now they seemed to be slipping away again, which made him quite vexed.
Since he became the Grand Marshal, it was the first time he encountered such elusive Demons.
Yet, just as those Demons leapt into the Light Gate, a pair of pink eyes suddenly opened and fell upon them.
A faint pink glow wrapped around them, freezing their movements in place so they could no longer move.
"How could this happen?!"
The Demons looked terrified and panicked.
They struggled desperately but couldn't break the Demon Technique binding them.
The escape path was clearly right before their eyes, yet they were helpless.
Su Qingqing, with her hair tied up and in light armor, gracefully descended beside the Demons and couldn't help but look curiously at the opened Light Gate.
"What is this ability, is it also a demon technique?"
