Seeing that he had been exposed, Yang Qi simply stood there and said, “It's nice to find you in good health, Senior!”

This devil was a terrifyingly powerful creature, but he was still bound in place. Also, Yang Qi could always draw on the God Legion Seal and detonate the lamp in a final suicidal blast.

“I asked you a question, boy,” the devil general said. “Who are you? And how do you have the power of the Mahātmā Jade?”

Smiling, Yang Qi launched into a fabricated tale. “I am a successor of the true dao of devils, so of course I have the power of the Mahātmā Jade on me. Senior, I’m actually wondering who you are. You must be some devil patriarch, am I right? I hereby offer greetings, Patriarch! There were rumors that a senior member of the dao of devils was sealed in the depths of the Bastille of the One God, so I came here on a rescue mission. You must be that very person mentioned in the stories!”

The devil general chuckled coldly. “Enough! Drop...