Seeing the Black Dragon 'easily' trapped, Xuan Chu suddenly stood up with a face full of surprise.
The pressure that was occasionally coming from the bottom of the pit had completely disappeared.
Here, it really felt like a naturally formed pit.
"Master…"
Xuan Chu turned his head, and saw his master looking a bit pale, with large beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.
It was obvious that he was struggling, and it certainly wasn't comfortable.
"What are you looking at! You have no foresight at all, come help quickly!"
Xuan Kong originally thought his disciple was quite good, but now this rascal was dropping the ball. If he wasn't his own disciple, he might have kicked him already!
"Oh oh oh, coming!"
Xuan Chu hurried forward, and the two of them quickly compressed the light sphere imprisoning the Black Dragon to the size of a basketball.
The sphere, which should have been a golden color, turned black because of the Black Dragon.
