"No! It isn't!" When the White-Mist Figure saw Li Xiaoya's expression clearly, he denied it again. Although Li Xiaoya had opened his eyes, they held no light whatsoever. He showed no sign of regaining consciousness. Only then did the White-Mist Figure breathe a sigh of relief, though inwardly he was badly shaken. He knew perfectly well how powerful his formation was. How could he not be alarmed to discover that Li Xiaoya could resist it?
Suddenly!
"Go!" The White-Mist Figure seemed to realize something, a flash of understanding crossing his eyes. Unwilling to give up, he swiftly chanted an incantation and thrust a finger forward, golden threads of light blazing around his hand!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Dazzling Golden Light Beams erupted skyward from the small lake of Golden-Light Liquid, surging madly toward Li Xiaoya.
Swish, swish, swish! The golden beams spraying out of the Golden-Light Liquid once again became like ropes, swiftly binding Li Xiaoya's hands and feet. In an instant, they had trussed him up tight.
Li Xiaoya, who had felt his consciousness disappear entirely, suddenly sensed a burst of golden light. Just as he was about to awaken, that light transformed into countless luminous threads, binding his stirring consciousness so tightly that it could not move at all...
"!" Li Xiaoya's newly opened eyes immediately closed again. He seemed to have fallen back under control.
Just then!
"Whew! Just as I thought!" Seeing Li Xiaoya bound by the golden beams again, the White-Mist Figure sighed in relief and murmured. His golden pupils fixed on the Immortal Dao Chain at Li Xiaoya's chest, which had already turned golden. A burning desire flashed in his eyes as he said softly, "It seems this object was formed from the power of the Heavenly Dao's laws! Tsk! How could a