The hundred-foot-tall Deceit roared, an icy, tyrannical aura surging from its body.
The Deceit tried to pounce on Shen Bai again, but just as it took a step, the figure on the meditation cushion stirred.
Atop the meditation cushion sat a one-armed, old Daoist with white hair and a youthful complexion, slowly turning the pages of the book before him.
As the old Daoist turned the pages, the sound of his chanting grew louder, as if Immortal Text from the heavens was descending upon the mortal realm.
The Deceit's body was densely covered in Dao Text. As the old Daoist chanted softly, the creature let out a piercing shriek, and the Talisman Paper chains binding it began to glow with a faint white light.
The Deceit, which had been about to attack, was forced by the Dao Text and chains to tremble and cower in the corner.
A closer look would reveal that the Deceit was completely suppressed by the Dao Text and chains.
The icy aura gradually faded.
