"Let us go, you human bastard! YOU CRETIN!" A scratchy voice unnerving to the ears resounded backed by lungs reinforced by mystic energies and cultivated to the Demi-Mystic Lord level. Despite the power unleashed within that shout, the sound only reached a few tens of feet before being halted by an invisible barrier forged by mystic power.
Within the Stellar Nest, the Outpost of the Neo-Dawn Starfield, there were dozens of figures tied to pillars formed by refined mystic power. They rattled their manifested chains and shackles, trying to use their abnormally powerful bodies to escape after their cultivation bases were thoroughly sealed and their bodies restrained.
"Do you understand what you're doing?!" A feminine voice that was like boiling water and sizzling wood, incomparably hot to the touch, and alluring to an outrageous degree, exclaimed alongside the other.
Long Tingyu is back!