This hailstorm, I'm afraid it will truly level the Hunyuan Sect.
In a panic, the Hunyuan Ancestor shouted rapidly.
The hail in the sky suddenly stopped, Wu Zhong's gaze was sharp, and his eyes were somber.
"Kid, scared, aren't you? Let me tell you, that Light Talisman isn't an ordinary prohibition, you absolutely can't break it. The only ones who know how to lift it are me and the Divine Consort." The Hunyuan Ancestor could see that as long as Ye Lingyue was in hand, Wu Zhong dared not act rashly.
Wu Zhong hesitated as expected, he had his concerns too. If the prohibition could be easily broken, Ye Lingyue would have already come out.
But the Hunyuan Ancestor, it was impossible for him to release Ye Lingyue.
The Hunyuan Ancestor saw Wu Zhong distracted and contemplating, and suddenly tore a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Kid, you've fallen into my trap. Both you and that woman must die."
At that moment, the Hunyuan Ancestor looked up and laughed wildly.
