"Hell's Prison?"
Upon seeing the dark green cage, Liushui Mingxue's pupils contracted sharply. It was clear he recognized its nature.
However, it was only for an instant. In the next moment, Liushui Mingxue sneered and said, "Ye Lingchen, I've said it before. If your true body were here, wielding this Hell's Prison, I, Liushui Mingxue, wouldn't say a word and would retreat immediately. But with just this avatar, do you really think your so-called Hell's Prison can hold me down?"
"Whether it can or not, you'll find out if you try, won't you?"
Eastern Ancestor smiled faintly and then added, "But remember this: today, since you seek to kill Ye Lingchen's disciple, this matter won't end here."
Eastern Ancestor's tone was calm, but in Liushui Mingxue's ears, it caused great agitation and unrest.
