Slaying a Fourth-Tier Sea Race (5,000 characters)

At this moment, Ning Fa had already left the deepest core area.

He had originally proceeded with great caution, because according to his guess, that mid-fourth-tier Sea Race cultivator should have been lying in ambush nearby, waiting for him to show himself.

Yet to his surprise, that person never appeared.

He cautiously swam upward, but still did not see a single trace of any Sea Race cultivator.

But the moment he left that enormous pillar of spiritual light, dim watery glimmers suddenly flashed from every direction, transforming into a vast dark-blue net that blotted out the sky and covered him head-on.

Ning Fa's expression did not change as he immediately activated his Lightning Escape divine ability.

Yet after a crack of thunder, silver light flashed, only to slam directly into a section of the dark-blue net.

Ning Fa's figure was forced into view. His Lightning Escape had actually been interrupted.

At the same time, the dark-blue net nearby surged toward him like maggots clinging to bone, trying to entangle him.

However, it was blocked by the Silver Lightning erupting around Ning Fa's body.

But in that instant, even more dark-blue netting flew over, trapping him tightly within.

A burst of wild laughter rang out. A Sea Race cultivator over ten feet tall flew rapidly toward him, a ferocious sea dragon tattooed across his bare chest. It was precisely Quinn, the early fourth-tier Sea Race cultivator.

"Kid, even if you possess a Lightning Escape divine ability, once you're trapped by this Luo Tian Net, don't even think of escaping!"

Ning Fa's expression returned to calm as a faint blue star shot from his fingertips.

He smiled. "Oh, is that so?"

Then star-blue radiance flashed around him, and he vanished strangely within the dark-blue net.

The next moment, he had appeared more