In but an instant, the sword light filling the sky transformed into a Five-colored Sword Net, enclosing the blue-black Bone Whip that had struck with overwhelming momentum.
The Bone Whip lashed about wildly, producing piercing explosive cracks, yet it could not break free from the sword net's restraints.
That powerful magic treasure of the mid Fourth-grade Sea Race cultivator had seemingly been blocked by Ning Fa with ease.
At the same time, Liu Wenyuan, who looked like a frail scholar, wore a solemn expression.
He suddenly slapped his right hand forward, and a three-foot-long Mysterious Black Brush appeared. It bore mysterious Silver Patterns, with a Warm Jade Bead at its tip that emitted profound spiritual power fluctuations.
Alongside it appeared an Ancient Black Inkstone, its well filled with churning ink flecked with Golden Starlight.
Though it was merely an inkstone, it gave one the impression of a vast ocean.
Liu Wenyuan held the brush in his right hand, flicked his wrist, dipped it full of starlit ink in the ancient inkstone, and began writing swiftly through the air.
The instant the first enormous ink-wash character, "Suppress," took shape, it transformed into the phantom of an Ink Ancient Bell. Its body was covered in Taotie Patterns and radiated an ancient, majestic aura.
The great ink-wash bell gave a sharp tremor and instantly vanished from its original position.
The next moment, it appeared more than ten zhang away. Ink-wash halos flickered around its mouth as a tremendous suction force surged forth, sweeping the swarm of incoming Green Wind Blades inside.
The bell rang long and clear, containing endless pressure that sent ripples spreading across space itself.
The blue-faced Demon Cultivator's mighty attack was effortlessly blocked by Liu Wenyuan's strange divine ability.
But it was not over. Liu Wenyuan raised his brush again