Chu Fengmian was incredibly calm inside, but on the surface, he put on a panicked expression and spoke.
"This, joining the Sea Sacrifice Sect shouldn't come with such a rule! Making me open my Dao Heart and planting a restriction, is it to make me a slave? Hmph, the Sacrificial Pavilion is so overbearing, then I won't join the Sacrificial Pavilion!"
As Chu Fengmian spoke, he appeared to get up, struggling to resist Lan Ming's power, flying directly towards the outside of the palace.
But at this moment, an enormous hand suddenly descended. This hand was precisely Lan Ming's move from the throne.
Chu Fengmian had no power to resist this palm's might, and he was suppressed to the ground, unable to use a shred of Spiritual Power.
"What? Leaving just like that? The Sacrificial Pavilion isn't a place where you come and go as you wish. You've already joined the Sacrificial Pavilion, why don't you want to abide by its rules?"
