"..."
The upheaval had come too suddenly. Everyone who witnessed the scene was stunned.
Pharmacist Ku Tang's death was bizarre and uncanny; they could not even see any trace of the killer.
Zhou You, who stood close by, was immediately plunged into mortal danger. Even a fool knew that he would surely be the next target.
Of the two maintaining the Demon Transformation Cauldron, Pharmacist Ku Tang was dead, leaving only Zhou You, who was proficient in seal script.
"Heir, be careful!"
The Strong Martial Guards' scalps went numb as they encircled Zhou You. An invisible enemy was the most terrifying kind.
The severed black rope on the ground suddenly moved, twisting and winding like a snake before violently springing into the air!
Whoosh!
A rainstorm of blade light drowned the black rope, grinding it into dust.
Had they dealt with it? Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This thing was the chief culprit behind Pharmacist Ku Tang's death; they had not expected it to be so easily destroyed.
A great hand descended from the sky. Zhou Nanwang had made his move. "All of you, move aside!"
Within the area covered by his palm, light gathered into a crystal sphere, collecting every speck of dust from the shredded black rope without missing a single grain.
This was a variation of the Glazed Longevity Light Fist, turning external defense into internal confinement.
The crystal-ball-like light barrier was flawless throughout, without the slightest blemish. Through its colorless, transparent outer wall, they could see the scene inside. The pitch-black dust, originally falling silently like snow,
had piled into a small heap at the bottom of the crystal sphere.
Suddenly, the heap of black dust exploded, twisting as it stretched and thickened, crazily multiplying into segments of "black rope."
It was far too dangerous.