The next moment, the eye on the Ancient Demon's forehead rolled again, and a beam of black light shot out, reaching Xiao Yu in an instant.
The black light was only as thick as a thumb when it left his forehead, but it swelled in the wind. By the time it reached Xiao Yu, it enveloped an area ten zhang across.
Xiao Yu had sensed something was wrong the moment the Ancient Demon finished speaking, and immediately activated the teleportation function of the Illusory Thunder Wings.
But within the black light's reach, space itself became unnaturally rigid. Xiao Yu had escaped only a few zhang before the light arrived, and finally reappeared just two zhang short of its boundary.
"This move again! Break!" Xiao Yu had suffered badly at the hands of this move before. Now that the Ancient Demon had used it again, he knew that unless he broke the restraint at once, the demon's thunderous attack would descend upon him.
He therefore summoned all his magic power, rapidly formed several strange hand seals, then struggled to curve his arms before his chest and turn them counterclockwise.
A golden vortex roughly a zhang across, radiating dazzling golden light, materialized eerily. As the vortex turned gently counterclockwise, Xiao Yu suddenly felt the restraint on his entire body loosen, and he immediately teleported away.
With a whoosh, a long black staff flashed downward through the spot where Xiao Yu had been trapped.
A thunderous rumble shook the entire earth, sending great masses of dirt and stone flying. When the dust cleared, a fissure several feet wide and unfathomably deep had opened there, with faint wisps of black vapor rising from within.
Several dozen zhang away, Xiao Yu glanced at the ground with lingering dread. Had that blow struck him, it would