"Let go of me!" the expert from the Mad Beast Sub-Palace roared, struggling.
But with no fewer than thirty experts from the other Sub-Palaces acting together, how could he possibly break free on his own?
Qian Duoduo let out a long sigh of relief, his strength draining away as if it had been sucked out of him. He nearly collapsed.
Just from being targeted by the man for a few moments, he felt like he'd taken a stroll past the Ghost Gate. His entire body was soaked in sweat.
Terrifying!
Absolutely terrifying!
If the other experts hadn't stopped him, he would have had no chance of survival against the expert from the Mad Beast Sub-Palace.
Mo Qi, who had already gathered his power and was about to draw on the Power of the Dragon Vein, retracted his energy after seeing the Mad Beast Sub-Palace's expert being subdued.
But his gaze toward the man had turned cold, and he had mentally slapped a "plunderable" label on the Mad Beast Sub-Palace.
