In just over twenty short years, the positions of Yang Jing and the Jade Poison Great Saint had been completely reversed. Yang Jing had a bit of a headache over how to deal with this formidable figure among the Demons.
Although he was Si Taizhen's biological father, there was a bone-deep, unforgettable enmity between them over the murder of her mother. The Jade Poison Great Saint had also planned to refine the Innate Yin Yang Qi from Si Taizhen's Divine Soul. Any father-daughter affection they might have had, which was not deep to begin with, had long since vanished.
At this moment, Si Taizhen was on the verge of Nascent Soul Formation. It was a critical time, and she could not be disturbed in the slightest.
Yang Jing hesitated for a moment before a five-colored thunder light snaked out of his sleeve. It condensed into a five-colored lock chain, binding the Jade Poison Great Saint tightly.
