But being handsome could not put food on the table.
Zeng Anmin calmly watched everything before him.
A chill lingered between Bai Ziqing's furrowed brows.
The longsword in his hand scattered across the sky like moonlight, covering the figure shrouded in black mist.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp."
His longsword danced out afterimages.
From Zeng Anmin's perspective.
That longsword seemed like the most beautiful color in the world.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz."
With every sweep of the longsword, it pierced through the black mist before them.
Yet it was of no use.
That shadowy figure seemed to have completely turned into black mist.
Every strike from Bai Ziqing merely managed to disperse the black mist.
But the black mist was extraordinarily tenacious. After being scattered, it slowly gathered together again.
Zeng Anmin watched thoughtfully.
Physical attacks... aren't effective?
Fine sweat had gradually appeared on Bai Ziqing's forehead.
His brows were tightly furrowed.
He had never encountered anything so strange before.
"So what if you're Fourth Rank?"
The figure shrouded in black mist gave a soft laugh.
His voice was filled with mockery.
"Go!"
As his voice fell.
The black mist enveloping him suddenly surged outward.
It transformed into a sky full of black nets that slowly pressed down upon Bai Ziqing and Zeng Anmin.
"Bind!"
The black net seemed to possess a will of its own.
Even though Bai Ziqing and Zeng Anmin did their utmost to dodge.
They were still entangled by that black net.
"Creak~"
A teeth-grinding sound rang out.
Zeng Anmin felt his limbs tighten.
An immense pressure came from his wrists and ankles.
The black net formed from the black mist had already turned into more than a dozen strands of black qi, rooted firmly into the ground like chains.
At the other end, Bai Ziqing and Zeng Anmin's