The two White Cloth Banners remained trapped in place.
As the one controlling the Ice Mist, Su Jiu could feel their struggles gradually weakening toward exhaustion.
After a moment's thought, Su Jiu understood why.
Innate origin qi naturally depleted demonic qi, and the White Cloth Banners were demonic artifacts. Su Jiu's Ice Mist was composed of heavenly origin qi, while innate origin qi held absolute dominion over demonic qi. The harder they struggled, the faster they would perish.
Seemingly sensing Su Jiu's presence, an exceedingly faint voice transmission suddenly sounded in her sea of consciousness.
"Let me go! Let me leave!"
Su Jiu frowned slightly and turned to ask Xia Jue, "Should I destroy it here?"
Xia Jue shook his head. "I have questions for it."
With a sweep of Su Jiu's slender hand, the ice-colored mist gradually dispersed. The White Cloth Banner immediately tried to slip away, but how could Su Jiu possibly let it escape?
Several ice-colored threads shot from Su Jiu's wrist at a speed almost impossible to follow with the naked eye. Flecked with silver light, they wound around the White Cloth Banner in an instant, binding it in place once more.
The other ends of the ice silk, however, remained attached to Su Jiu's wrist.
Feng Qi cast an envious glance at the ice-colored threads and whispered beside Su Jiu's ear, "That's the Ice Silk Net Ning Fan gave you back then, isn't it?"
Su Jiu nodded.
"Did you reforge it? How did it advance into a spirit treasure? I remember this magic treasure wasn't the kind that could advance. Or am I remembering wrong?" By the end, Feng Qi sounded rather as though he were talking to himself.
"It was because of the Hongsheng Heavenly Road."
Feng Qi's eyes brightened slightly, and he seemed