"Tell me the incantation for the spell," Gao Fei said with an icy tone.
"Alright, I'll tell you, I'll tell you right now, the incantation is..." Xuan Jizi's soul recited a set of abstruse and difficult-to-understand incantations.
"Jin Guang, trap this damned soul!" As soon as Gao Fei finished speaking, the three strands of Jin Guang swirling in his mind intertwined, forming a large, glittering golden net that swooped down and enveloped Xuan Jizi's soul, then tightened and tightened further. Moments later, Xuan Jizi's soul was bound up like a zongzi, immobile.
"I've already told you the incantation for the spell, and I've also apologized and admitted my wrongs... Can't you let me go now?" Xuan Jizi's soul quivered as he spoke.