The woman in the white dress gently flicked her hand, and a purple whip appeared in her hand, striking the ground with a loud sound.
A whip? Lin Tian was taken aback; why does it look so familiar? Immediately, he recalled Zhang Lingyu's use of the Demon-suppressing Whip — it was exactly the same.
"Demon-suppressing Whip!" Lin Tian blurted out.
The woman in the white dress chuckled, shaking the whip: "Good eyesight, it is indeed the Demon-suppressing Whip!"
After speaking, she tossed the whip out — yes, tossed it, instead of whipping like Zhang Lingyu.
While Lin Tian was distracted, the whip suddenly spun, like a rope, binding him, with crackling sparks of electricity emitted from it.
Seeing Lin Tian completely trapped, the woman in the white dress laughed: "Demon-suppressing Whip, thunder attribute, specialized in restraining evil and crooked paths, including you, so don't struggle unnecessarily, or you'll get hurt."
