Ye Hao heard this and only smiled, not taking the conversation any further, while his hands reached out to touch the wall.
When he touched the wall, he felt a surge of heat energy, as if it constantly guarded against attacks.
Ye Hao applied a bit more force, and the wall seemed to respond with a rebounding force. The more force he used, the greater the force the wall returned.
This scene shocked Ye Hao! Whose method was this? That such a thing exists? If this could suppress the Celestial Demon, wouldn't it mean that the demon would be repelled upon attempting to escape?
However, Ye Hao thought about it and didn't dwell on the subject too much. The Celestial Demon was too strange, this formation was formidable but might not necessarily suppress it.
"Sit down." Yuwen Muqi, fed up with Ye Hao's meddling under Yu Wen, seized the opportunity to act like a king.
Now, in this interrogation room, he could scold Ye Hao however he wanted, regaining his sense of superiority, his presence.
