Yang Ye slowly clenched his right hand.

A trap!

At this moment, how could he not realize that the Secret Sect had schemed against him? They hadn’t brought him here to help seal the head; they’d joined forces with the head and schemed against him.

Suddenly, a head appeared not too far away from Yang Ye. The head had no hair, and there was a black ball of light on top of it. Besides that, two finger-thick chains were coiled around it on both sides, and they chained it tightly.

The head gazed at Yang Ye with a burning gaze, and it was like a virgin looking at a completely naked beauty.

Suddenly, Su Mu appeared not too far away from Yang Ye.

Yang Ye gazed at Su Mu, “Sect Master Su, at least let avoid dying an ignorant death!”

Su Mu fell silent for a moment, and then he gazed at the head, “He’s going to escape anyway. Even the wooden sword can’t stop him anymore.”

Yang Ye asked, “So?”

Su Mu continued, “Even though he’s going to escape, if my Secret Sect converges the strength of our entire sect,...