Devil Flower (I)

Yating’s staff was pointed forward, letting out a series of thread-like streams of light in the air, twining around that dark green ball of light sent flying by the Twelfth Holy Guard, binding it inside.

However, that dark green ball of light was not easy to capture, and narrowly struggled free of those intertwining golden threads.

For a thorough binding, Long Haochen put his hand on Yating’s back, reinforcing her with his own spiritual energy, to finally cage it.

The following process was simple. Unable to submerge into the swamps, the already seriously wounded gigantic snake that got that dark green ball of light stolen could only end up dropping dead from everyone’s attacks.

Cai’er didn’t move, only holding that massive Sickle of the God of Death in her hand, and even the others didn’t dare approach her, for fear that this thing could cut anything in two.