Before the magical power within Xiao Hua could even surge, a sharp pain tore through his mind. If his Soul Thorn was like a sharp blade, then Jiman's Soul Thorn was a mountain and sea of blades, stabbing him until not a patch of flesh remained unscathed! And in the instant his magical power stalled and agony wracked his head, several emerald radiances descended from the sky amid entangling black qi like enormous black-and-green pythons, tightly binding Xiao Hua. Not only was his magical power imprisoned, even his body went numb and weak...
"Roar!" How could Xiao Hua surrender so easily? He forcibly activated the Dragon Transformation Art, while the Celestial Body Infusion Technique also began circulating under force. A faint layer of golden light abruptly emerged from his body. Like thorns, that golden light thrust straight into the black-and-green python, forcibly opening a gap half an inch wide.
"Hmph!" Another cold snort rang out. A deathly pale radiance descended from midair—it was a soul artifact. Like a palm-sized little lock, it abruptly expanded within the Netherworld Wind and fell straight down like a giant human hand, slamming against Xiao Hua's golden light. With a series of cracks, the great lock transformed into a shackle that locked down Xiao Hua's entire body. Bone after bone sprouted from it, deeply piercing into Xiao Hua's flesh, and the golden light that had just appeared around him immediately extinguished! In particular, two sword-like bone spikes grew from the shackle and extended from behind Xiao Hua's back, perilously pinning down the back of his head and the crown of his skull. Their sharp tips had already pierced his skin. An immense force rose from the shackle's white bones, completely imprisoning not only Xiao Hua's body and meridians, but even the place of mysterious dark