Five Thunders Hall.
"Let go of me!"
"What are you trying to do!"
"Father, save me!"
Weak cries echoed across the empty square.
Lu Chenzhou dragged the little Inspiration King, hauling him to the edge of the Dragon-locking Well.
The little Demon King's face changed dramatically: "Dragon-locking Well?! You want to imprison me!"
"Imprison? This is called all-inclusive board and lodging, nine to five!" Lu Chenzhou tossed the little Inspiration King down the well.
"You'll die a horrible death! My father is the Inspiration Demon King, my grandfather is the Spiritual Eye Demon Emperor. You're doomed, you're beyond saving! If I die, they'll sense it instantly—a single Cloud Piercing Arrow, and armies will come crashing through and level this shabby cave of yours!" The little Inspiration King cursed furiously, his six mystical patterns twisting together.
