The Demon-Suppressing Seven-Star Needle!
Yi Beidou had sealed his Qi, blood, and Life Magnetic Field. Even if he woke up, he wouldn't be able to break free and could only be obedient.
Hua Yuanhang, who had just been sent flying by a palm strike from Huang Tianhu, had barely stabilized himself when he saw this scene, and his expression immediately soured.
They had gravely underestimated Yi Beidou.
No, it would be more accurate to say they had underestimated these Donghua Martial Artists.
It wasn't just that Yi Beidou's strength was immense; the other two were no weaker than the Celestial General Level. To suppress them, they would likely need at least seven or eight Celestial Generals, or even a Celestial Monarch to personally intervene.
This small team they had formed could already be considered a power in its own right within the Hidden Realm.
"Everyone, we did not come with malicious intent. There are no irreconcilable conflicts between us. Must you really wipe us out?"
