Although the killing intent Lu Xiaotian released was faint, Xiong Kun's body still stiffened, and he instinctively wanted to rise and flee. That killing intent seemed capable of imprisoning a person's body, transforming into strands of incomparably flexible force that wound around him in layer after layer.
Xiong Kun was horrified. Before he could even sense the danger, his body had already been bound by those circles of tough, fine threads. Lu Xiaotian had only recently broken through to the Integrated Body Realm, yet he had already reached such a shocking level. Ever since obtaining the magnetic gold liquid, Xiong Kun had vanished without a trace and was not particularly familiar with what had happened in the outside world in recent years. He had only come out of seclusion to seek Lu Xiaotian after failing to advance to the Integrated Body Realm. Although he had heard a few things about Lu Xiaotian, a hundred rumors could not compare to seeing him once. Only after experiencing it personally did he truly appreciate how terrifying this silver-haired cultivator was.
"I am willing to give Fellow Daoist Lu the cultivation method for the Magnetic Gold Armor so that you can judge whether it is useful." Seeing himself being bound tighter and tighter, Xiong Kun knew he had little time left and hurriedly shouted.
"It would have been better if you had done that from the start." Lu Xiaotian smiled when he heard this. This was the difference between their cultivation levels. If the situation were reversed, Xiong Kun's current predicament would be Lu Xiaotian's true reflection.
With a thought from Lu Xiaotian, the ropes condensed from his magical power loosened slightly. Xiong Kun, who had been bound tightly, gasped for breath. Only after a long while did he glance at Lu Xiaotian timidly.