Clearly, Rong Zi made his move.
At this moment, Feng Yuan wished he could tear that bastard Kui Dashan into eight pieces.
It's all that good-for-nothing's fault!
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and asked Rong Zi in as calm a tone as possible.
What did you do to me?
"It's nothing." Rong Zi winked at Feng Yuan. "Just a little mind-stabilizing spell."
Feng Yuan was shocked. "You..."
Although only a wisp of his divine consciousness remains here, he is still an ascensionist.
Furthermore, as a Demon Lord, his strength is extraordinary; even a wisp of his divine consciousness is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
But Rong Zi managed to immobilize him in one fell swoop.
It was clear that her strength had far exceeded his expectations.
Rong Zi slowly withdrew his hand.
She stood up from her seat and walked towards Feng Yuan, jokingly saying with a smile, "You really are something. We finally get to see each other. Since you're already here, you should stay and catch up with your old friend, shouldn't you?"
As Feng Yuan watched her approach step by step, he was so frightened that his scalp felt like it was about to explode.
Unable to move, he could only stammer a warning: "You... what do you want to do? Rong Zi, I... I'm warning you, you're just a mortal now, no match for me."
"Oh?" Rong Zi stopped outside the black mist of Fengyuan, tilting his head with an innocent look on his face. "Is that so?"
The face before me is both exquisite and stunning.
But in Feng Yuan's eyes at this moment, it was comparable to the Yama, the King of Hell, with his gaping maw.
That's... absolutely terrifying.
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