"Rise and fall, my precious!"
A daoist in a black robe triumphantly held up a seemingly crude black wooden stick with three metal rings as he laughed almost madly. In front of him lay a Dong Hai general who was twitching convulsively and could not move.
He was only a nineteenth-tier Heaven Immortal, but the general had the cultivation base of the First Star Realm of Second Pangu Heaven. A few moments ago, when the general came out to fight him, the daoist had immediately produced the three-feet long wooden stick. The strange weapon then transformed into a large dark cloud and soared into the sky, then fell back again to cover the general's head. After that, the three metal rings—gleaming with a cold white light—looped around his head, neck, and waist as they shrank, rendering him motionless.
