Unable to Stop Him, Black-Mist Spirit Insects

At my command, I pointed my hand seal at the talisman on the ground.

The talisman began to burn with a hum.

The Soul-Seizing Curse activated.

A whirlwind rose around me and swept directly toward the fleeing Leng Bingshan...

Leng Bingshan had already rushed down Stone Ridge Mountain and was fleeing ahead.

But less than three seconds after my technique activated, Leng Bingshan's body suddenly stiffened.

With a bang, he collapsed to the ground.

Pan Ling saw it and cried out in delight.

"He's down! That demonic Daoist is down!"

Daoist Qingshan was less than two hundred meters behind Leng Bingshan, charging forward at full speed.

I did not even need to seize Leng Bingshan's soul. As long as I stalled him for a little longer, that would have been enough.

But at that moment, I sensed something wrong.

A massive amount of qi was rapidly draining from my body.

I had not possessed much true qi to begin with, and now the hand forming the seal suddenly began to tremble.

It shook violently...

"Damn it, this guy is trying to break free of my restraint. I can barely hold on!"

The moment I spoke, Daoist Qingshan, who was pursuing him ahead, seemed to encounter trouble as well.

Daoist Qingshan abruptly stopped, then swiftly retreated while flinging out talismans.

A series of humming explosions rang out from the talismans, as though they had struck something.

He was too far away for me to see clearly.

But Pan Ling, beside me, cried out in shock.

"They're black spirit creatures, like those strange soft-bodied spiders from earlier. There are so many of them—everywhere! They're all insects..."

"Spirit creatures? Insects?"

"What kind of technique is this? I've never seen Leng Bingshan use it before."

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

I was struggling too, my