"To be precise, it should be a tiny wisp of the Abyss Lord's Soul Thought," Shen Lang calmly interjected, picking up where Nangong Wan left off.
Although the pressure on Shen Lang was also immense, he was faring much better than the others and didn't seem to be having trouble moving.
At this moment, how could Nangong Wan and the others possibly have the presence of mind to listen to this?
Even if it really was just a wisp of the Abyss Lord's Soul Thought, how could any of them possibly stand against it?
With an Abyss Demon like this appearing here, they would all likely have their souls scattered!
PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!
Almost as soon as the Demon Shadow emerged from Mu Feng's body, Duanmu Xie's Locking Chains were already crashing down upon it!
The Locking Chains, refined from the Purest Corpse Qi, instantly wrapped around the Demon Shadow's upper body again and again, binding it tightly!
REEEEEE!
