Although the qi lock on Huang Tianming had been undone,
To prevent his escape,
Lu Chang'sheng laid down a formation around the Imperial Palace,
Making it impossible for him to flee!
Though he couldn't openly help his first disciple get revenge, he could at least offer some support from the shadows, right?
After all, Lu Chang'sheng didn't want Huang Tianming slipping away again.
This kind of thing would never end.
Better to avoid any unexpected complications.
Freed from his bindings, Huang Tianming's eyes lit up with joy.
He stared at Ye Qiubai, who was closing in with swift speed.
Murderous intent flashed in his gaze!
Though he couldn't do anything about Lu Chang'sheng,
Did he, Old Man Yin Corpse, have reason to fear a mere junior?
Back in ancient times, he was a figure who struck terror into countless neutral sects and aristocratic families!
One of the chief representatives of the evil cultivators!
Thinking this,
Huang Tianming shouted in a low voice.
