Ancient Times, the Kui Ox Demon Emperor 

Looking at Ling Jiu leaving so casually, the Nine-winged Skydragon's eyes changed as it fell into a huge inner struggle. 

It was frustrated. 

But it could not kill Ling Jiu. 

It was conflicted. 

But it did not want to submit to Ling Jiu. 

It was depressed. 

But it did not want to be trapped here. 

So what now? 

Submission? 

"No! I'm one of the Ten Great Direbeasts, a peerless demonlord who could command the winds and rain in times of yore, how can I submit to a man?"

If it refused, was it suppose to then continue to stay in this dark prison, where it will be locked up for eternity? 

At the thought of that, the Nine-winged Skydragon felt a pang of horror. It was a peerless Direbeast that fought everything, and it should belong to the sky and the world outside, not this god-forsaken Demon-sealing Tower! 

"Manling, stop!"