Captured!
The white-robed youth, Mo Dao, was stunned, frozen on the spot, like a statue of mud and wood.
Who was he? A young Supreme of his generation, undefeated throughout a domain, who had ascended Mount Buxiu and truly visited that strange ancient world, having seen the Immortals.
Defeated just like that, captured by someone!
How could he accept this? How could he submit? He had roamed unchallenged for over twenty years, and apart from his extraordinary sister, he had never encountered such a defeat, which was hard to accept.
Mo Dao let out a long roar to the sky, trying to break free, but the enemy's technique was extremely strange, unable to break the seal, he couldn't move.
This bitter result made him shake his head, as waves surged in his heart!
Mo Dao's talent was extraordinary, yet he was defeated so thoroughly. Even he couldn't believe it would end this way, let alone others.
"I refuse to accept this!" Mo Dao shouted.
