Ling Tianjun's furious gaze was locked onto Qin Ming, his face extremely gloomy, clearly truly enraged.
First, Qin Ming destroyed his lifebound spiritual treasure, and then, right under his nose, forcibly killed his direct disciple. Such deep hatred, even with the composure of a Divine Monarch Void Refining, he could no longer remain calm.
"Ahh!"
"You're courting death!"
Just as Qin Ming activated the ancient talisman, Divine Monarch Lingtian seemed to recognize the object in his hands.
"Hmph! You think you can escape from me with just an ancient escape talisman? Dream on!"
In the next moment, Divine Monarch Lingtian's five fingers made a grasping motion and pressed downwards, a sealing power reverberated in the surrounding void, and a circle of red rings encompassed both Qin Ming and himself.
"Let's see where you can run!"
The Golden Light talisman runes around Qin Ming grew dim in an instant and then vanished.
