"Tell me why I'm going to spare you. Xie Dou has at least provided me something to spare his life," Yang Lujia talked to Lu Bao as he stared at the man with darting eyes. It was as though he was staring at his prey, ready to pounce on it anytime—not to get themselves some meat but information.
Xie Dou was only a mere Fiend Ancestor of the Fiend Emperor Palace. To Yang Lujia, the information he would get from him would not be as much valuable as Lu Bao could give him. Despite his strength, Xie Dou was merely an ant in his eyes that he could kill at any time.
Lu Bao circulated his qi as he tried to summon some attacks. To his horror, however, none of his arts worked. Even after his repeated insistence of using his power to counter Yang Lujia's deterrence—he found out that he could not do so.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!