The golden thread cage gradually contracted, eventually condensing into a human form.
Chen Jingxuan's final slashing effort, exerted with all his powerful energy... was ultimately blocked by a layer of gray, murky air.
[Chaos Breath] was like a thin veil of flowing clouds covering the surface of the Black-robed Great True Man's skin. To a cultivator who had not practiced martial arts... this [Chaos Breath] was equivalent to a close-fitting golden body armor, with strong resistance against "Dao Intent".
"It's a pity that this golden thread isn't sharp enough."
Chong Kan slowly walked out from the golden thread cage.
[Chaos Breath] peeled off, turning back into a mass of gathered murky air, sweeping back into his palm.
Tang Fengshu withdrew her gaze from Chen Jingxuan.
She pondered briefly for a moment, then, without any warning, made her move, pulling out the hairpin from behind her head and throwing it with great force!
Whoosh!
