Xiao Mu was as calm as Mt. Everest in his heart. With a single-handed push, a black and white Taichi Thunder Gang Diagram appeared in his palm.
As the Thunder Gang Diagram spun, it released the thunder power, forming a golden screen that looked like a giant handkerchief, lifting from the bottom up, supporting the Soul-hooking rope.
The Soul-hooking rope was stopped immediately, unable to fall any further.
"What is this?"
The Curse Ghost was so shocked that his face twisted in fear.
He did not recognise Xiao Mu's Taichi Thunder Gang Diagram, as it was mutated and very different from the ordinary Thunder Gang Diagram.
In the terror, the Curse Ghost extended his hand, attempting to retract his Soul-hooking rope, "Come back!"
"Hehe! You can't retract it anymore!"
Xiao Mu smiled subtly and pressed down with his hand.
His palm shone with a golden radiance, as if controlling a boundless power.
