rán ér cǐ kè ， shí zài yóu bù dé tā duō zuò sī lǜ dān gē 。
然而此刻，实在由不得他多做思虑耽搁。
However, he could not afford to waste any more time in contemplation.
nà jǐ tóu xiān hè ， dùn guāng shí zài xùn sù ， zì jǐ jié jìn suǒ néng ， yě wèi néng bǎi tuō ， yǎn kàn tā men jiù yào zhuī zhì zhè lǐ lái le 。
那几头仙鹤，遁光实在迅速，自己竭尽所能，也未能摆脱，眼看他们就要追至这里来了。
The few immortal cranes were moving incredibly fast. Despite his best efforts, he was unable to escape them. They seemed about to catch up here.
sú huà shuō dāng duàn bù duàn ， fǎn shòu qí luàn 。
俗话说当断不断，反受其乱。
As the saying goes: "When faced with a decision, do not hesitate; otherwise, you will suffer."
zì jǐ shén shí jì wú suǒ huò ， chuán sòng zhèn bèi huǐ qù ， yě xǔ zhǐ shì qiǎo hé 。
自己神识既无所获，传送阵被毁去，也许只是巧合。
Given that his divine consciousness had yielded no results and the teleportation array had been destroyed, perhaps it was just coincidence.
wàng tíng lóu rú cǐ xiǎng zhe ， yī yǎo yá ， fēi shēn xiàng zhe nà zuò wán hǎo de chuán sòng zhèn ér luò 。
望亭楼如此想着，一咬牙，飞身像着那座完好的传送阵而落。
Tinglou looked on with hope as he landed by the intact teleportation array. Then, he waved his hands, sending several spells out from his sleeves.
suí hòu shuāng shǒu yī wǔ ， jǐ dào fǎ jué yóu yī xiù zhī zhōng fēi lüè ér chū 。
随后双手一舞，几道法诀由衣袖之中飞掠而出。
With each movement, a "wuhu" sound echoed, and a milky white light surged from the surface of the teleportation array.
suí zhe tā de dòng zuò ，“ wū wū ” zhī shēng dà zuò ， yī céng rǔ bái sè de guāng yùn yóu chuán sòng zhèn de biǎo miàn fān yǒng pēn bó 。
随着他的动作，“呜呜”之声大做，一层乳白色的光晕由传送阵的表面翻涌喷薄。
Seeing this, Tinglou's face lit up with joy. However, in the next moment, his expression suddenly froze.
tíng lóu jiàn le ， liǎn shàng lù chū dà xǐ guò wàng zhī sè ， rán ér xià yī kè ， biǎo qíng què zhòu rán jiāng yìng qǐ lái le 。
亭楼见了，脸上露出大喜过望之色，然而下一刻，表情却骤然僵硬起来了。
The milky white light on the surface emitted sparks of electricity, giving off an imposing appearance. But upon closer inspection, it was clear that this was not a teleportation array being activated; instead, there were traps set around him, and he had unwittingly fallen into them.
nà rǔ bái sè de guāng mù ， biǎo miàn fú wén pēn bó ， yǐn yǐn hái yǒu diàn máng pī lǐ pā lā de shǎn shuò ， biǎo miàn shàng kàn ， shēng wēi bù sú ， rán ér zǐ xì yī qiáo ， què nǎ lǐ shì chuán sòng zhèn bèi kāi qǐ le 。
那乳白色的光幕，表面符文喷薄，隐隐还有电芒噼里啪啦的闪烁，表面上看，声威不俗，然而仔细一瞧，却哪里是传送阵被开启了。
Frustrated, Tinglou's face turned pale. He knew full well that he had stepped into the trap laid by his opponents.
qià qià xiāng fǎn ， shì yǒu rén zài zhōu wéi shè xià mái fú ， wú qiǎo bù qiǎo ， zhèng hǎo jiāng zì jǐ kùn zhù 。
恰恰相反，是有人在周围设下埋伏，无巧不巧，正好将自己困住。
Anxiously, he waved his sleeves to release a one-foot-long magical artifact. Its surface was adorned with intricate patterns, emitting an aura of mystery.
kě wù ！
可恶！
The Golden Rhythm Pen!
tíng lóu de liǎn sè nán kàn yǐ jí ， nǎ lǐ bù zhī dào ， zì jǐ shì yī jiǎo tà rù le duì fāng de xiàn jǐng lǐ 。
亭楼的脸色难看以极，哪里不知道，自己是一脚踏入了对方的陷阱里。
Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as this was indeed Tinglou's life-bound treasure, something he had seen in the mortal world.
tā xīn zhōng jiāo jí ， dàn zì rán bù kěn zuò yǐ dài bì 。
他心中焦急，但自然不肯坐以待毙。
However, times and circumstances had changed significantly. Tinglou was no longer what he used to be. Although the Golden Rhythm Pen remained the same, it had been refined countless times with numerous rare treasures added, making its power far beyond that of his former possession.
xiù páo yī fú ， yī chǐ xǔ zhǎng de fǎ bǎo fēi lüè ér chū ， jīn guāng sì shè ， biǎo miàn hái diāo kè zhe qí miào de huā wén ， yī gǔ shén mì de qì xī fēng yōng ér chū 。
袖袍一拂，一尺许长的法宝飞掠而出，金光四射，表面还雕刻着奇妙的花纹，一股神秘的气息蜂拥而出。
Nodding, Lin Xuan saw Tinglou grasp the Golden Rhythm Pen. A surge of righteous energy erupted from his body.
jīn lán bǐ ！
金澜笔！
Righteous Energy!
lín xuān tóng kǒng wēi suō ， zhèng shì tíng lóu de běn mìng bǎo wù ， zài rén jiè de shí hòu zì jǐ céng jīng jiàn guò 。
林轩瞳孔微缩，正是亭楼的本命宝物，在人界的时候自己曾经见过。
As a Confucian cultivator, Tinglou had many insights into the cultivation of righteous energy. His body was now enveloped in golden flames, looking incredibly impressive.
bù guò rú jīn shì yì shí yí ， wàng tíng lóu zǎo fēi jīn fēi xī bǐ ， zhè jīn lán bǐ gù rán hái shì guò qù nà ge ， dàn zǎo yǐ qiān chuí bǎi liàn de chóng xīn péi yù guò ， lǐ miàn jiā rù le bù zhī dào duō shǎo qí zhēn yì bǎo ， wēi lì zhī qiáng ， zǎo fēi guò qù de bǎo wù néng gòu wàng qí bèi xiàng 。
不过如今事易时移，望亭楼早非今非昔比，这金澜笔固然还是过去那个，但早已千锤百炼的重新培育过，里面加入了不知道多少奇珍异宝，威力之强，早非过去的宝物能够望其背项。
But for a cultivator, appearance held no real value. Tinglou's face showed only anxiety as he raised his right hand and flicked his sleeve to grasp the Golden Rhythm Pen with his palm.
lín xuān diǎn le diǎn tóu ， suí hòu jiàn wàng tíng lóu shēn shǒu jiāng jīn lán bǐ wò zhù 。
林轩点了点头，随后见望亭楼伸手将金澜笔握住。
His left hand was not idle either, sending spell after spell from his fingertips.
yī gǔ hào rán zhī qì yóu shēn tǐ biǎo miàn hōng rán bó fā ér chū 。
一股浩然之气由身体表面轰然勃发而出。
The golden light on the surface of the pen intensified, forming snake-like electric arcs that struck the light screen in front with great force.
hào rán zhèng qì ！
浩然正气！
Lin Xuan, hiding in the shadows, nodded. With a spirit fragment cultivator's strength, this move was indeed formidable.
wàng tíng lóu shí lì bù sú ， zuò wèi rú jiā de xiū xiān zhě ， duì yú hào rán zhèng qì de xiū xíng gèng yǒu xǔ duō xīn dé tǐ huì zhī chù 。
望亭楼实力不俗，做为儒家的修仙者，对于浩然正气的修行更有许多心得体会之处。
Unfortunately, it was useless.
yī shí jiān ， tā shēn tǐ biǎo miàn bāo guǒ zhe jīn sè de qì yàn ， xíng mào kàn shàng qù ， nà jiào yí gè lā fēng dào le jí diǎn 。
一时间，他身体表面包裹着金色的气焰，形貌看上去，那叫一个拉风到了极点。
Tinglou's vengeful strike had impressive power but could not shatter the light screen. He remained trapped!
dàn duì yú xiū xiān zhě lái shuō ， hǎo kàn qí shí gēn běn jiù méi yǒu yòng tú ， cǐ shí cǐ kè ， wàng tíng lóu de liǎn shàng ， jiù mǎn shì jiāo lǜ zhī sè 。
但对于修仙者来说，好看其实根本就没有用途，此时此刻，望亭楼的脸上，就满是焦虑之色。
Sudden whirring sounds reached his ears as several eagles descended from the void. A flash of spirit light revealed several young women in fiery red attire.
yòu shǒu tái qǐ 。 xiù páo qīng qīng yī fú ， yǐ jiāng jīn lán bǐ zhuā zài zhǎng zhōng 。
右手抬起。袖袍轻轻一拂，已将金澜笔抓在掌中。
These were none other than the transformed eagles from earlier. They had set up this ambush, waiting for Tinglou to fall into their trap.
ér zuǒ shǒu yě méi yǒu xián zhe ， yī dào dào fǎ jué yóu zhǐ jiān jī shè 。
而左手也没有闲着，一道道法诀由指尖激射。
Witnessing all this firsthand, Tinglou's face was a picture of despair.
suí zhe tā de dòng zuò ， jīn lán bǐ biǎo miàn guāng yùn dà zuò ， bāo guǒ zhe yī tiáo tiáo jiāo lóng bān de jīn sè diàn hú ， xiàng zhe qián miàn de guāng mù hěn hěn pī luò 。
随着他的动作，金澜笔表面光晕大做，包裹着一条条蛟龙般的金色电弧，向着前面的光幕狠狠劈落。
But what use was it to complain now? As one of the Twelve States' top experts in his past life, Tinglou's nature was incredibly resilient.
lín xuān duǒ zài àn chù ， yě bù yóu diǎn le diǎn tóu ， yǐ fēn shén qī de shí lì lái shuō ， zhè yī zhāo wēi lì dàng zhēn shì fēi tóng xiǎo kě 。
林轩躲在暗处，也不由点了点头，以分神期的实力来说，这一招威力当真是非同小可。
Despite the dire situation, he did not give up. He frantically tapped his Golden Rhythm Pen, attempting to break free from the cage. However, all his efforts were futile.
kě xī méi yǒu yòng chǔ 。
可惜没有用处。
Given that they had planned this in advance, how could there be any opportunity for him?
wàng tíng lóu de hán fèn yī jī 。 wēi lì suī yǒu guò rén zhī chù ， dàn què bù zú yǐ dǎ suì guāng mù 。
望亭楼的含愤一击。威力虽有过人之处，但却不足以打碎光幕。
The妖族 girl stood there with a smug smile, showing no urgency. One of them even taunted: "Lord, even a cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending stage would struggle to break through this Purple Bamboo Cloud Confinement Array within three moments. You might as well save your breath."
tā yī jiù bèi láo láo kùn zhù ！
他依旧被牢牢困住！
This comment only made Tinglou angrier. Righteous energy poured out from his body.
suí hòu sōu sōu zhī shēng chuán rù ěr duǒ ， què shì jǐ tóu cāng yīng yóu xū kōng zhōng dùn luò 。
随后嗖嗖之声传入耳朵，却是几头苍鹰由虚空中遁落。
But the young woman was clearly not speaking nonsense. The prohibition had formidable power, and despite his best efforts, Tinglou could not escape.
dàn jiàn líng guāng yī shǎn 。
但见灵光一闪。
The process seemed complex but actually took mere moments.
jǐ míng shēn chuān huǒ hóng sè yī fú de shào nǚ chū xiàn 。
几名身穿火红色衣服的少女出现。
Then, the immortal cranes arrived, transforming into several graceful women in white robes.
bú yòng shuō ， jiù shì yóu xiān qián nà jǐ tóu cāng yīng huà xíng ér lái 。
不用说，就是由先前那几头苍鹰化形而来。
They exuded a refined aura, fitting for transformed immortals.
tā men zài zhè lǐ shè xià mái fú 。 děng de jiù shì wàng tíng lóu zì tóu luó wǎng de yī kè 。
她们在这里设下埋伏。等的就是望亭楼自投罗网的一刻。
But Tinglou did not have time to admire their beauty. His expression was one of despair.
jiāng zhè yī qiè qīn yǎn mù dǔ ， wàng tíng lóu de liǎn sè zì rán shì nán kàn dào le wú yǐ fù jiā de dì bù 。
将这一切亲眼目睹，望亭楼的脸色自然是难看到了无以复加的地步。
After a lifetime of heroism, would he really fall here today?
rán ér xiàn zài shuō zhè xiē yòu yǒu shén me yòng tú ， tíng lóu zuò wèi xī rì de tiān yún shí èr zhōu dì yī gāo shǒu ， xìng zi zì rán shì jiān rèn dào le jí chù 。
然而现在说这些又有什么用途，亭楼做为昔日的天云十二州第一高手，性子自然是坚韧到了极处。
He made no plea for mercy; knowing it was futile, why waste his breath on something that would only make him look foolish?
yǎn qián de chǔ jìng suī bù lì yǐ jí 。 dàn tā què yī jiù bú huì fàng qì ， shǒu zhōng de jīn lán bǐ kuáng diǎn bù yǐ ， xiǎng yào jiāng láo lóng pò chú 。 kě xī zhè yī qiè nǔ lì dōu gēn běn méi yǒu yòng chǔ 。
眼前的处境虽不利以极。但他却依旧不会放弃，手中的金澜笔狂点不已，想要将牢笼破除。可惜这一切努力都根本没有用处。
Lin Xuan had already seen clearly: the leading young woman wore more luxurious attire and was at the late spirit fragment stage. Her aura far surpassed ordinary late-stage cultivators, matching Tinglou's.
duì fāng jì rán shì zǎo jiù suàn jì hǎo le ， yòu zěn me huì ràng tā yǒu jī kě chèn ne ？
对方既然是早就算计好了，又怎么会让他有机可趁呢？
This explained why he kept running; with such formidable opponents and allies, fighting back would be sheer folly.
nà jǐ míng yāo zú shào nǚ xiào xī xī de zhàn zài yuán dì ， yì diǎn yě bù jí ， qí zhōng yī rén ， shèn zhì yǒu yé yú de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ lǐ ：“ gū yé ， zhè zǐ zhú kùn yún zhèn biàn shì dù jié jí bié de xiū xiān zhě ， yī shí sān kè ， yě xiū xiǎng dǎ pò ， nín jiù bù yòng bái fèi xīn jī le 。”
那几名妖族少女笑嘻嘻的站在原地，一点也不急，其中一人，甚至有揶揄的声音传入耳朵里：“姑爷，这紫竹困云阵便是渡劫级别的修仙者，一时三刻，也休想打破，您就不用白费心机了。”
Running was the right choice, but it led him to this predicament.
gū yé ， zhè ge chēng hū ràng wàng tíng lóu yuè fā nǎo nù ， hào rán zhèng qì yuán yuán ér chū 。
姑爷，这个称呼让望亭楼越发恼怒，浩然正气源源而出。
Tinglou's face turned pale as he refused to give up. He used his Golden Rhythm Pen like a meteor, striking the light screen relentlessly.
kě nà shào nǚ xiǎn rán bìng méi yǒu hú yán luàn yǔ ， zhè jìn zhì què shí wēi lì bù sú ， wàng tíng lóu shǐ jǐn hún shēn xiè shù ， què yī rán wú fǎ tuō kùn ér chū 。
可那少女显然并没有胡言乱语，这禁制确实威力不俗，望亭楼使尽浑身解数，却依然无法脱困而出。
The leading young woman sighed and bowed before Tinglou: "Lord, please do not waste your efforts. I apologize for our predicament and beg you to understand. Please come with me to see the princess."
zhěng gè guò chéng shù lái fán fù ， qí shí bù guò shùn xī de gōng fu 。
整个过程数来繁复，其实不过瞬息的功夫。
"No way, I'll die first!"
suí hòu ， nà yuǎn chù de xiān hè yì gēn dào le cǐ chù 。
随后，那远处的仙鹤亦跟到了此处。
Tinglou's expression was one of desperation.
dàn jiàn yāo fēng dà zuò ， huà wèi jǐ míng zī róng bù sú de shào nǚ le 。
但见妖风大做，化为几名姿容不俗的少女了。
Watching from the shadows, Lin Xuan found this amusing yet perplexed. Could it be that Princess Fat Dragon was truly so terrifying that Tinglou feared her like a tiger? Why had he left Nael Dragon Realm for RainTongRealm?
shēn chuān bái yī ， yí gè gè dōu pǒ yǒu chū chén zhī qì ， bù kuì shì xiān hè biàn huà ér chéng dì 。
身穿白衣，一个个都颇有出尘之气，不愧是仙鹤变化而成地。
Too many questions swirled in his mind, but Lin Xuan did not act immediately; it was not out of fear but because the time was not right.
rán ér wàng tíng lóu què méi yǒu shí jiān xīn shǎng měi nǚ ， liǎn shàng de biǎo qíng rú sàng kǎo bǐ 。
然而望亭楼却没有时间欣赏美女，脸上的表情如丧考妣。
He would wait and see how things unfolded before making any decisions.
zì jǐ yīng xióng yī shì ， nán dào jīn tiān què yào zhé yì yú zhè lǐ 。
自己英雄一世，难道今天却要折翼于这里。
Thus, Lin Xuan patiently waited, doing nothing.
tā bìng méi yǒu qiú ráo 。
他并没有求饶。
"Lord, I apologize!"
míng zhī dào méi yǒu yòng chǔ ， hé bì qù zuò nà wú yòng zhī shì rě rén xiào huà ne ？
明知道没有用处，何必去做那无用之事惹人笑话呢？
The young woman waved her sleeves again, a small circular disk appearing in her hand. Spell after spell was cast, and an incredible scene unfolded.
lín xuān zhè shí yǐ jīng kàn qīng chǔ ， wéi shǒu de shào nǚ chuān zhe yào gāo guì huá lì xǔ duō ， xiū wèi yì dào le fēn shén hòu qī de chéng dù 。
林轩这时已经看清楚，为首的少女穿着要高贵华丽许多，修为亦到了分神后期的程度。
The thick light screen twisted and transformed into countless ropes that wrapped around Tinglou.
cóng yāo qì lái shuō ， bǐ pǔ tōng de hòu qī xiū shì qiáng dé duō ， bǐ zhī wàng tíng lóu yě xiāng chà fǎng fú 。
从妖气来说，比普通的后期修士强得多，比之望亭楼也相差仿佛。
Tinglou tried to dodge but to no avail; he soon resembled a mummified corpse.
guài shuō bù dé tā huì bù tíng de táo le ， duì fāng shí lì jì bù ruò ， yòu yǒu zhè me duō bāng shǒu ， ruò shì fàng duì dòng shǒu ， nà gēn běn jiù shì zhǎo nüè de jié zòu 。
怪说不得他会不停的逃了，对方实力既不弱，又有这么多帮手，若是放对动手，那根本就是找虐的节奏。
His face showed anger and frustration, but it was all in vain.
táo ， cái shì zhèng què de xuǎn zé ， kě xī zuì hòu ， hái shì luò dào le zhè bān dì bù 。
逃，才是正确的选择，可惜最后，还是落到了这般地步。
"Let's go!"
wàng tíng lóu de liǎn sè nán kàn yǐ jí ， hái bù fàng qì 。
望亭楼的脸色难看以极，还不放弃。
The leading young woman waved her sleeves again, releasing a tower-shaped artifact. A green glow enveloped it as it seemed ready to capture Tinglou. But just then, a long laugh echoed, followed by an oppressive spiritual pressure from the sky. The tower fell to the ground with a "thud." (To be continued)
However, he could not afford to waste any more time in contemplation.
The few immortal cranes were moving incredibly fast. Despite his best efforts, he was unable to escape them. They seemed about to catch up here.
As the saying goes: "When faced with a decision, do not hesitate; otherwise, you will suffer."
Given that his divine consciousness had yielded no results and the teleportation array had been destroyed, perhaps it was just coincidence.
Tinglou looked on with hope as he landed by the intact teleportation array. Then, he waved his hands, sending several spells out from his sleeves.
With each movement, a "wuhu" sound echoed, and a milky white light surged from the surface of the teleportation array.
Seeing this, Tinglou's face lit up with joy. However, in the next moment, his expression suddenly froze.
The milky white light on the surface emitted sparks of electricity, giving off an imposing appearance. But upon closer inspection, it was clear that this was not a teleportation array being activated; instead, there were traps set around him, and he had unwittingly fallen into them.
Frustrated, Tinglou's face turned pale. He knew full well that he had stepped into the trap laid by his opponents.
Anxiously, he waved his sleeves to release a one-foot-long magical artifact. Its surface was adorned with intricate patterns, emitting an aura of mystery.
The Golden Rhythm Pen!
Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as this was indeed Tinglou's life-bound treasure, something he had seen in the mortal world.
However, times and circumstances had changed significantly. Tinglou was no longer what he used to be. Although the Golden Rhythm Pen remained the same, it had been refined countless times with numerous rare treasures added, making its power far beyond that of his former possession.
Nodding, Lin Xuan saw Tinglou grasp the Golden Rhythm Pen. A surge of righteous energy erupted from his body.
Righteous Energy!
As a Confucian cultivator, Tinglou had many insights into the cultivation of righteous energy. His body was now enveloped in golden flames, looking incredibly impressive.
But for a cultivator, appearance held no real value. Tinglou's face showed only anxiety as he raised his right hand and flicked his sleeve to grasp the Golden Rhythm Pen with his palm.
His left hand was not idle either, sending spell after spell from his fingertips.
The golden light on the surface of the pen intensified, forming snake-like electric arcs that struck the light screen in front with great force.
Lin Xuan, hiding in the shadows, nodded. With a spirit fragment cultivator's strength, this move was indeed formidable.
Unfortunately, it was useless.
Tinglou's vengeful strike had impressive power but could not shatter the light screen. He remained trapped!
Sudden whirring sounds reached his ears as several eagles descended from the void. A flash of spirit light revealed several young women in fiery red attire.
These were none other than the transformed eagles from earlier. They had set up this ambush, waiting for Tinglou to fall into their trap.
Witnessing all this firsthand, Tinglou's face was a picture of despair.
But what use was it to complain now? As one of the Twelve States' top experts in his past life, Tinglou's nature was incredibly resilient.
Despite the dire situation, he did not give up. He frantically tapped his Golden Rhythm Pen, attempting to break free from the cage. However, all his efforts were futile.
Given that they had planned this in advance, how could there be any opportunity for him?
The妖族 girl stood there with a smug smile, showing no urgency. One of them even taunted: "Lord, even a cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending stage would struggle to break through this Purple Bamboo Cloud Confinement Array within three moments. You might as well save your breath."
This comment only made Tinglou angrier. Righteous energy poured out from his body.
But the young woman was clearly not speaking nonsense. The prohibition had formidable power, and despite his best efforts, Tinglou could not escape.
The process seemed complex but actually took mere moments.
Then, the immortal cranes arrived, transforming into several graceful women in white robes.
They exuded a refined aura, fitting for transformed immortals.
But Tinglou did not have time to admire their beauty. His expression was one of despair.
After a lifetime of heroism, would he really fall here today?
He made no plea for mercy; knowing it was futile, why waste his breath on something that would only make him look foolish?
Lin Xuan had already seen clearly: the leading young woman wore more luxurious attire and was at the late spirit fragment stage. Her aura far surpassed ordinary late-stage cultivators, matching Tinglou's.
This explained why he kept running; with such formidable opponents and allies, fighting back would be sheer folly.
Running was the right choice, but it led him to this predicament.
Tinglou's face turned pale as he refused to give up. He used his Golden Rhythm Pen like a meteor, striking the light screen relentlessly.
The leading young woman sighed and bowed before Tinglou: "Lord, please do not waste your efforts. I apologize for our predicament and beg you to understand. Please come with me to see the princess."
"No way, I'll die first!"
Tinglou's expression was one of desperation.
Watching from the shadows, Lin Xuan found this amusing yet perplexed. Could it be that Princess Fat Dragon was truly so terrifying that Tinglou feared her like a tiger? Why had he left Nael Dragon Realm for RainTongRealm?
Too many questions swirled in his mind, but Lin Xuan did not act immediately; it was not out of fear but because the time was not right.
He would wait and see how things unfolded before making any decisions.
Thus, Lin Xuan patiently waited, doing nothing.
"Lord, I apologize!"
The young woman waved her sleeves again, a small circular disk appearing in her hand. Spell after spell was cast, and an incredible scene unfolded.
The thick light screen twisted and transformed into countless ropes that wrapped around Tinglou.
Tinglou tried to dodge but to no avail; he soon resembled a mummified corpse.
His face showed anger and frustration, but it was all in vain.
"Let's go!"
The leading young woman waved her sleeves again, releasing a tower-shaped artifact. A green glow enveloped it as it seemed ready to capture Tinglou. But just then, a long laugh echoed, followed by an oppressive spiritual pressure from the sky. The tower fell to the ground with a "thud." (To be continued)