Feng Fan chased after the greatsword-wielding cultivator, his hands coming together as two fingers pointed toward the man's back. The moment he formed the hand seal, his speed tripled.
When the snake hunts, there is no escape!
Snake Entering the Cave!
The greatsword-wielding cultivator had a head start and thought he could get away. As the barrier came into view, relief washed over him.
'I made it… I escaped!'
But his relief was short-lived.
Just as his fingers brushed the barrier, someone else's fingers touched his back.
"ARGHHH!" he screamed as sudden pain shot through his butt.
His insides burned as his cultivation spiraled out of control, his spiritual qi rampaging through his body in reverse. A foreign energy entered his body and tore through him like a storm, twisting his face with so many emotions in an instant that it almost looked like he had a split personality disorder.
At least one of his wishes was granted—he was sent flying out of the barrier.
