After driving both treasures with all his might, Little Master did not stop. He reached into his robes, seemingly intending to take out another magic treasure.
"Hmph!"
Ghost Yan snorted ahead of him. Golden light flickered over the Six-Armed Heavenly Dragon, and the jade bottle that had yet to be used suddenly blazed with light, its mouth pointing backward.
With a rumble, a tremendous suction erupted from the bottle's mouth. It came so swiftly and fiercely that rippling traces appeared in the void.
The Black-and-White Sword Python and the black threads filling the air were all caught in the suction. Forced to change direction, they streamed into the golden bottle. The Thousand Mechanism Sword and the black wooden bird spun wildly as well, flying toward its mouth.
"The Heaven-Devouring Bottle!" Little Master cried out involuntarily. Abandoning his attempt to retrieve another treasure, he hurriedly formed a hand seal to steady the Thousand Mechanism Sword and the black wooden bird.
Seizing the opportunity, Ghost Yan opened his mouth and spat out a streak of white light. One arm of the Six-Armed Heavenly Dragon caught it, revealing an antique white feather fan with the faint image of an immortal maiden painted upon it. The arm swung the fan fiercely at Little Master.
A deep rumble issued from the feather fan, making the entire Spirit Cavern tremble.
Then a heaven-shaking howl rose as a white gale surged from the fan. In the blink of an eye, it swelled into a white tornado hundreds of feet tall, engulfing Little Master and his two treasures.
Around the tornado, the wind roared like a surging tide, and countless wind blades flickered into view. Sand and stones flew throughout the Spirit Cavern, while thunderous crashes resounded everywhere, threatening to change the very colors of heaven and earth.