This was Qin He's first attempt at using this technique.
The effect was excellent. The little black spicy stick was instantly confined within a space no larger than a square inch, unable to break through.
This was far stronger than the immobilization technique in the Thirty-Six Spirit Suppressing Forms. Worthy of being a divine ability—with one's gaze directed there, one became the master of the void.
Even a yin-born creature of the Divine Bridge Realm could be effortlessly confined.
"Pfft~"
The next moment, Fan Gu's heavy hammer came down, and the Black Thorn Snake burst into pulp.
Its Scale Armor was crushed and warped, several snake scales even knocked loose. By rights, with such defenses, that heavy hammer should have barely managed to break through them.
But unfortunately, why did killing methods need to break through defenses?
One hammer blow left the Scale Armor largely intact, yet its internal organs were like berries crushed beneath a foot.
"Eh?!"
This scene left Fan Gu stunned. His eyes widened, his face full of surprise.
That hammer swing had been more to drive the Black Thorn Snake back and give them a chance to catch their breath. If it had been allowed to attack freely, their entire party would have perished here.
Yet... that one hammer blow had ended the battle.
"Brother Fan, mighty indeed!" Mo Fan was overjoyed at the sight.
Huo Dong Ming and Tian Zi Zhen were still shaken, and they too found the outcome hard to believe.
It felt like a master had been beaten to death by random punches. It was dead—but no one knew how it had been struck.
Anyway, it was dead.
"With lucky stars shining overhead, blessings are sure to follow," Qin He chimed in.
"Pure luck, pure luck, haha!" Fan Gu scratched his head,