"Mm, chains?"
While Xue Lingshang's mind wavered, one chain had already wrapped around his left arm.
The faint cyan light immediately brought a burning sensation to his arm.
"Demon-Suppressing Chains?!"
"This is a demon-sealing formation?!!"
Without another word, Xue Lingshang condensed a blood-colored blade light in his right hand and cut the chain.
When he looked up, six chains were already swimming toward him, and the one he had just severed followed closely behind.
A second-rank peak demon-sealing formation—if the seven chains wrapped around him, then even if he were not sealed, with his demonic path cultivation art, he would not be able to display even half his strength.
"You actually predicted things to such a degree beforehand."
"A lion uses all its strength even to fight a rabbit, much less when you are the lion, Senior, and my Jianyi family is only a soft little white rabbit."
