"Lock."
However, facing such a formidable blade aura and Sword Qi, Luo Zhenting's expression did not change in the slightest.
A cyan wooden staff suddenly appeared in his hand.
It was impossible to tell what material the staff was made from. Various mystical patterns were interwoven across its surface, and one glance was enough to tell that it was no ordinary object.
He gently tapped the wooden staff toward the void.
Instantly, countless mystical patterns lit up. Beams of brilliant light shot forth and rapidly intertwined in the void, forming a cage-like structure that locked the blade aura and Sword Qi within.
Then, the cage formed by those interwoven beams of light rapidly compressed inward.
With a faint sizzling sound, the blade aura and Sword Qi directly dissipated into nothingness.
"Trap."
Afterward, Luo Zhenting held the cyan wooden staff and pointed it forward.
Countless beams of light intertwined to form a peculiar domain that directly enveloped the Mo Kuang Twins.
