Laws

"What... what are you going to do?" Sword Bone's voice trembled slightly.

"Nothing much. I just need you to do me a small favor." Mo Hua smiled pleasantly.

Seeing Mo Hua's warm and kindly smile, Sword Bone did not know why, but chills rose from the bottom of its heart in waves.

Then, without waiting for Sword Bone to refuse—of course, it had no room to refuse—Mo Hua took out his brush and ink, dipped it in Spirit Ink, and began drawing a God Lock Array on the White Bone Demon Sword.

The first stroke fell.

The demon sword's aura immediately dimmed somewhat.

Sword Bone, residing within the broken sword, abruptly felt the pressure multiply.

It was as though someone had used a heavy chain to lock its Blood Pool tight.

Sword Bone's face changed drastically.

"Little Ancestor, don't..."

Yet Mo Hua turned a deaf ear and continued drawing stroke by stroke.

Each stroke that fell was like a thick, heavy chain reinforcing the Bone Sword.

Sword Bone grew increasingly suffocated.

Finally, after who knew how long, Mo Hua had completely drawn a God Lock Array upon the White Bone Demon Sword.

"It's done!"

Mo Hua raised the broken White Bone Demon Sword and admired the Divine Dao Array he had just drawn upon it, looking deeply satisfied.

Then he said, "Sword Bone, try breaking free."

He wanted to see whether Sword Bone, this Sword Demon, could break free of the "seal" of the God Lock Array he had just set down using its own Evil Spirit power.

But after waiting for a long while, there was not the slightest movement inside.

Mo Hua froze. "What's going on?"

Sword Bone had not been completely suppressed and had its soul scattered, had it?

Mo Hua used his finger to rub away