"Good!"
With a sweep of his sleeve, Immortal Qingshu produced a Heavenly Blade and slashed out. It was actually a high-grade immortal treasure.
The blade's edge was laid bare, forcing the Teng Snake to defend with all its strength.
"Who would have thought Brother Qingshu was peerless in both blade and sword?"
Fairy Hua giggled, then swept her sleeve and brought forth a pink silk immortal treasure. It coiled around the ancient Teng Snake, binding it around the waist.
The others exchanged glances, then struck in unspoken coordination.
"Amitabha."
The old monk produced a string of glittering golden Buddhist beads. The beads spun without cease and locked tightly around the Teng Snake's throat.
Prison Suppressor merely snorted coldly. Two chains clattered down from the sky, piercing through the Teng Snake's wings and firmly locking it in place.
Seeing the Teng Snake struggle in pain, Chen Nianzhi activated the Primordial Grasping Hand and seized it by the vital seven inches with one palm, finally restraining it.
"Good!"
"Then let this old man see whether I can break through this Teng Snake's golden scales."
Seeing that the Teng Snake had been temporarily suppressed, Heaven-crippling Daoist finally laughed aloud and activated his divine ability.
He suddenly channeled his spell. In an instant, his crippled left leg swelled enormously, transforming into a Gods and Devils' foot that blotted out the heavens and covered the earth as it crushed down toward the Teng Snake.
"This is—"
Chen Nianzhi's pupils contracted slightly at the sight, and a trace of grave solemnity appeared on his face.
Only now did he understand that Heaven-crippling Daoist's left leg was not crippled from birth, but rather the result of cultivating a divine ability.
Heaven-crippling Daoist had used cruel methods to refine all manner of secret medicines into his left leg