บท 1557: Blood As Ink

"Yi Yun, I never expected you to be this foolish. Even if you had thoughts of escaping the ninth-staged lightning tribulation, I would still have means of dealing with you. But now, you've only made things easier!"

The corners of Heavenly Cosmic Divine Lord's mouth were already stained with blood. His hair was disheveled and he looked like a devil.

He had expended a great deal of his lifeblood, but when he saw Yi Yun's tragic state, he laughed maniacally. The service he rendered would bring him a tremendous opportunity!

"Die!"

Heavenly Cosmic Divine Lord pressed his palms together and sealed space with the ninth-staged lightning tribulations. At that moment, Yi Yun was already completely within the confines of the Heavenly Dao's restraints. It was impossible for him to escape even if he wanted to.