Nezha and Deng Chanyu were hiding behind the door crack and naturally saw the rapidly sweeping black ripple, alarm bells ringing in their hearts as their scalps tingled.
The ripple was extremely fast, impossible to escape or dodge with just their feet.
The contents within the ripple were incredibly simple, bearing neither laws nor Dao Traces, just one thing: pure power.
Nezha steeled himself, and cast the Qiankun Ring, sending forth a ripple.
But then, something strange happened. The ripple from the Qiankun Ring traveled barely two feet before crashing into the soap bubble-like barrier in the iron door they had passed through before, disappearing without a trace.
Before Nezha could react, the black ripple was upon them, yet it too vanished upon hitting the same soap bubble-like barrier.
"What's going on?" Deng Chanyu, hiding behind Nezha, grabbed his shoulder and peeked out. "It seems this nasty attack was absorbed by the ripple."
"Shh, keep your voice down!"
