The Great Demonic God Prisoner was sitting motionless with a big sneer plastered on his face. He did nothing to stop the countless black shackles from twisting and binding him.
Spear after spear attack struck at him from every direction, passing through the minute chinks left deliberately by the black chains. The starry-blue-robed Xue Yings all employed the Herculean Technique to its fullest, the power inside each body violently rolling and surging as the speartips landed onto the Great Demonic God's body. Chi~ Upon coming into contact with the black scaly surface of the body, sparks sprang off everyone, and the furious attack didn't leave behind anything more than some white marks.
