Shen Luo seized the opportunity. Wind-Thunder Radiance flashed over his arms, and his figure moved like wind and lightning as he darted toward the gap.
But just then, black light flashed from the surrounding chains. Five or six tendrils of black mist shot out like tentacles and wrapped around Shen Luo, coiling around him several times with incredible speed to bind him fast.
Baleful power pulsed within the black mist-it was demonic qi of exceptional purity.
Shen Luo had not expected the black chains to possess such a transformation. Though trapped, he did not panic. The Wind-Thunder Spirit Runes on his arms blazed, sending golden arcs of lightning into the demonic tentacles.
Amid the crackling thunder, much of the demonic qi on the tentacles was scattered. Although the tentacles shrank somewhat, they remained unbreakable, continuing to imprison his body.
More than that, countless tadpole-sized black demonic runes kept emerging from the tentacles and seeping into Shen Luo's body.
The circulation of his magic power immediately grew sluggish, and the Wind-Thunder Spirit Runes on his arms rapidly dimmed. Shocked, he no longer dared underestimate them in the slightest.
With two sharp metallic cries, one crimson and one golden streak of brilliant sword light shot from his body and slashed at the surrounding black mist. They were the Pure Yang Sword and the Demon-Slaying Remnant Sword.
The Pure Yang Sword barely cut partway into a tentacle before stopping. In contrast, the Demon-Slaying Remnant Sword achieved far more spectacular results. A succession of tearing sounds rang out as it severed three black mist tentacles in a single slash.
However, most of Shen Luo's magic power had been sealed, and even the Demon-Slaying Remnant Sword could muster no more power than this.
He was about to forcefully mobilize his magic power when a series