Chains crisscrossed mid-air, loop after loop, encircling Chu Feng.
The very next second, the chains abruptly tightened, as if intending to bind Chu Feng like a rice dumpling.
Facing the incoming chains, Chu Feng raised the long knife in his hand, its blade flickering with specks of cold light.
The moment the chains drew close, he finally chopped down fiercely.
An extreme cold surge burst from the blade, instantly freezing all approaching chains, restoring their original pitch-black color.
Then, the long knife made contact with the chains. CRACK! The frozen chains shattered into countless fragments.
"Damn it!" The Demon in the sky looked at the chains in his hands, now pitch black again. Cursing furiously, he wound the remaining chains around his waist.
"Damn Exorcist! Damn humans!"
