After Donghua Wanderer finished speaking, a black and white Demon-suppressing Pen suddenly appeared in his hand, pointing towards Zhu Fei.
"Exorcise the Demon! Prison Cage!"
In an instant, the space around Zhu Fei seemed to be bound by something, becoming somewhat heavy.
At the same time, streaks of black and white ink-like marks suddenly turned into a cutting storm of killing intent, abruptly appearing around Zhu Fei!
"Humph! Merely a trifling trick."
Zhu Fei snorted with disdain, and without any visible action, streaks of Spirit Light rose around him, accompanied by waves of invisible, sharp Sword Qi.
"Puff puff puff..."
The air continuously exploded as Zhu Fei put his fingers together and fiercely swept forward!
With a "rip," the sound of fabric tearing echoed.
And then, to everyone's astonishment, a rift several zhang long appeared in front of Zhu Fei!
