I had no particular interest in capturing beauties. Watching as Huang Ling and the plastic figurine were tossed into the air and began falling freely, I instantly reached out, grabbed him, and stuffed him into the same bottle as Jintao.
I shook the glass bottle in my hand. Inside, Jintao, Kongli, and Huang Ling bounced off one another, making for an utterly bizarre sight.
When I looked toward Zhilin again, she had already dealt with two or three members of the Kuiyi Mountain Tribe. Unlike me, however, she had hacked them down by force, while I had used spiritual techniques to turn them all into little figurines.
We soon found the point where our abilities complemented each other. Although her attacks were swift and powerful, she often had trouble accurately striking her opponent's transformed Nascent Soul. And once an opponent's Nascent Soul left their body, she had to use every ounce of her strength to hunt it down successfully. With me there, however, things were different. I did not strike immediately. Instead, I waited until she forced the opponent's Nascent Soul out before firing off a Deconstruction Art.
That way, I swept all the immortals who had failed to escape into the glass bottle one by one. To the other immortals, it was practically a nightmare.
The male figurines were all stuffed into the small bottle containing Jintao and Huang Ling, while the females were locked up with Huang Ling's maidservants. Between those two little bottles, we gradually captured six or seven immortals ranging from the early stage to the great completion stage of the Divine Transformation Realm. Anyone who saw it would probably be scared stiff.
Before long, all that remained in the sky besides the wind was dead silence. I shook the two bottles, then laughed. "Looks like