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 ...