"Then let's go again!!!"
His left hand shot out, five hooked claws raking down at the cracks in the ink-black wall of light.
The hooked claws sank into the cracks in the wall of light, and Lang Tu abruptly exerted force through his left arm.
His five-foot-tall werewolf body leaned backward, forcibly tearing the entire ink-black wall of light into a skyful of shattered ink-black radiance.
At the same time, the axe in his right claw swept upward from below, its blade tracing an arc along the ground as it slashed toward Xie Approaching the Abyss's legs.
A thin film of dark red killing intent gathered across the face of the axe as it swept upward.
The fragments of killing intent within that film thrashed wildly, like a pack of hungry wolves that had finally caught the scent of blood after far too long in captivity.
Xie Approaching the Abyss lightly tapped the ground with his toes, his figure drifting backward like a cloth garment lifted by the wind.
As he drifted backward, his right hand wrote three characters in succession: first, Bind; second, Suppress; third, Strike.
The character for Bind transformed into dozens of ink-black threads that wound toward Lang Tu's limbs.
The character for Suppress condensed in midair into a palm-sized ink-black seal that hovered above Lang Tu's head, releasing a heavy suppressive force.
The character for Strike transformed into a short ink-black spear that thrust straight toward Lang Tu's chest.
All three character arts attacked Lang Tu at once.
The ink-black threads wound around his left arm and right leg, and he abruptly poured dark red killing intent into his limbs.
Killing intent gushed out from beneath his fur, stretching those ink-black threads until they snapped one by one.
The Suppress character overhead abruptly weighed down his