A warning blared in Shen Luo's heart. Without the slightest hesitation, he was about to use Wingspan Thousand Li to flee.
But the black-and-white current gave him no chance to use an escape technique. In a flash, it reached him, swept him up, and dragged him straight into the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle.
Shen Luo only felt his body become incomparably light, while he completely lost control over it.
In the instant before he was sucked into the bottle's mouth, he saw the smug expression on Xiong Ran's face gradually freeze. A strange red hue was spreading across his body.
Before Shen Luo could see any more, he had already been sucked into the bottle.
Outside the bottle, Xiong Ran's flesh and blood began dissolving on their own. Billows of pink blood mist rose from him, engulfing the entire Yin-Yang Qi Bottle.
Once the aftershocks from Golden-Winged Peng and Six-Tusked Elephant King's palm clash had completely dissipated, everyone was astonished to find that both Shen Luo and Xiong Ran had vanished.
"Brother Shen?" Fu Donglai struggled to climb to his feet.
But no one answered him.
His gaze fell on the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle, which was still surging with spiritual power, and his face immediately darkened.
Fu Donglai hurried toward the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle, reaching for its mouth in an attempt to reopen the seal.
But the moment his fingers touched the bottle's mouth, a stream of blood energy shot upward. Black-and-white currents then wound their way up, following the blood energy as they coiled around his fingers.
At that moment, a palm pressed down on Fu Donglai's shoulder. An incomparably powerful surge of Magic Power coursed through him, instantly dispersing both the blood energy and the black-and-white currents.
"Donglai, are you trying to get yourself killed?" Golden-Winged Peng yanked Fu