This formation has no lethality, it is simply to prevent Xu Zimo from escaping.

“Have you ever heard of the idiom about catching a turtle in a urn?”

Zhou Dangmo looked at Xu Zimo with interest and asked.

"You are so confident!"

Xu Zimo walked out slowly.

He looked at Zhou Dangmo and asked, "Are you so sure that you can catch me this time?"

"Why not?" Zhou Dangmo asked.

"Here today, you have no way to go to heaven, no way to go to earth, and it's hard to fly even if you have wings.

I can't think of how you could escape."

"To be honest, I really haven't wanted to face the Holy Court head-on.

After all, my strength has not grown to its limit yet."

Xu Zimo said calmly.

"But if I am really pushed to the extreme, do you really think I will be at the mercy of others?"

"My former Demon Lord, I never thought I could kill you easily," Zhou Dangmo said solemnly.

"But today, my Holy Court has exhausted all its power.

If I still can't kill you, no one in these nine realms can kill you.

Do you know that since the First World War in the Central Plains, there has been no existence in this world that can allow us, the Holy Court, to do our best?

you are the first."

"No, no, no," Xu Zimo shook his head.

"In that era when the devil came, the Holy Court was just an ant under my feet.

Now the strong man attacks the sky and goes away.
Chapter completed!