C1189 It's Fake!

Bai Yeh found himself trapped like a turtle in a jar, encircled by Soul Cultivators.

With Zhouqin's hostage having escaped, he had lost his human shield.

Now, his only option was to fight to the bitter end.

Yet, fear was not in his vocabulary.

Armed with the Dead Dragon Sword, he stood undaunted, even in the presence of True Saints.

"Seize him!" came a shout