บท 845: A Mutual Exchange!

As Wang Baole retreated and Zi Luo approached him, a disdainful snort from the Planet realm cultivator sounded from the bronze lamp in He Yunzi's hands.

The flames in the bronze lamp rose instantly. Through some unknown means, the Planet realm cultivator released his suppressive force from within the lamp and sent it surging outwards. His suppressive force enveloped the entire area, creating a seal that trapped Wang Baole inside!

The seal looked like a translucent dome from afar. It sat between the heavens and the earth, restricting Wang Baole's mobility to an area that spanned a thousand feet!

The seal not only restricted the area in which Wang Baole could move, but it also created a barrier between him and the doors to the ancestral tombs!

Shock flickered across Wang Baole's face. If someone could hear the voice inside his head at that moment, they would surely be deafened by his loud cursing.