In a world of black and white, two primordial spirits stood off against each other.
Chains wrapped around, Mei Wangsu's primordial spirit dispersed into specks of light, fading into the ether, rendering the chains unable to accurately capture him.
Lu Bei had not yet mastered such profound skills, nor did he plan to escape. He allowed the chains to wrap around his entire body, immobilizing his primordial spirit in place.
"Hahaha, what a move to trap yourself, I'll gladly take your physical body."
Mei Wangsu paused at sight, then laughed uproariously, pointing his finger towards Lu Bei's brow, "Go peacefully. You hold a grudge against Lin Buyan, and I hold a grudge against him too. It won't be long before I send him to join you."
"Elder Uncle has misunderstood. This move of mine is called 'self-preservation', not 'trap yourself'."
Lu Bei grinned, his voice was eerie, and his smile was sinister. Mei Wangsu felt fear in his heart, and the ominous feeling grew stronger.
