SWOOSH, SWOOSH, SWOOSH...
Many Cultivators quickly took to the sky, rapidly spreading out.
Zhang Bin was about to take flight as well, but his expression suddenly changed dramatically. Two terrifying black hands had emerged from the ground and grasped his ankles, preventing him from flying at all. Luckily, he was wearing his Armor. Otherwise, that grip would have broken his feet.
Then Zhang Bin felt an overwhelming force, and he was flipped onto the ground.
"CACKLE, CACKLE, CACKLE... Zhang Bin, today we die together."
The Holy Mother of Black Bell emerged from the ground, pressing down heavily on Zhang Bin. Her mouth gaped open as she viciously bit toward his throat. Her stark white teeth glinted with a sharp, cold light. A brutal, savage aura washed over him.
