This Demon Suppression Conference is grander than anyone expected.
Not only did all seven Supreme Elders appear, but Sect Leader Yu Hongqing personally presided over it. Besides, many elders and stewards gathered under the seven peaks to observe the conference.
"Rise!"
Along with the high shout of the presiding elder.
Clang!
A sharp, ear-piercing clang of metal suddenly rang out.
Then.
Numerous disciples, their upper bodies bare, were seen turning a giant wheel. Two chains, thick as giant pythons, rose from the void. And in the center of these chains, a blood-stained figure hung.
"Is that Su Moran?"
A commotion broke out among the crowd.
It was seen.
Su Moran was suspended in the very center of the two chains, with his shoulder blades completely locked. Black runes continuously swirled around the wounds like maggots.
'This entire restriction, even a celestial immortal would find it difficult to break!'
