Chi!
Between the flash of lightning and flint, an extremely fine fishing line suddenly shot out from the Tan Zhong acupoint in Zhao Sheng's chest. It entered the Nascent Soul Ghost King's body with an unimaginably fast speed in an instant.
It completely ignored the robust and pure ghost power of the Ghost King, pierced through layer upon layer of defenses, and directly viciously struck its Heart Core. Instantly, it tightly wound the blood-eyed skeleton nail and with a flash of light from the fish hook, entered the fist-sized black halo of the Heart Core.
The Nascent Soul Ghost King, trapped by the forbidden power of the Magical Treasure, suddenly stiffened and couldn't move. It couldn't help but bellow in extreme shock, "Damn it, what is this thing!"
Zheng!
Zhao Sheng, who had been lying on the ground with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. With a flip of his hand, a scroll about a foot long fell into his hand.
