"Lock the chains!"
A loud shout rang out of nowhere.
"Whiz, whiz, whiz..."
Suddenly, a sound of chains rattling erupted all around.
"Moo..."
Another mournful bellow, and the white mist infused with golden light suddenly plummeted.
Immediately after, several dark shadows pounced toward the spot where the golden light had fallen.
Qi Yue's pupils shrank.
Seeing this setup, someone had prepared in advance and had set a trap here.
She opened her palm again, letting the scent of the Spiritual Spring Water disperse, and while going unnoticed, she started to retreat.
"Moo..."
Another invigorating roar erupted, and the chains clanged wildly as the golden, white mist furiously leapt, struggling, and jumped again towards Qi Yue's direction.
"Catch it!"
Another explosive shout, and several dark shadows simultaneously lunged at the golden cluster.
At this critical moment, Qi Yue gritted her teeth and rushed forward.
