The golden threads moved swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, under the precise control of the Dragon Slaying Saber Cultivator, they had completely ensnared Jiao Yan.
"Damn it!" These golden threads bound Jiao Yan tightly and kept constricting, seemingly intent on strangling him, which left Jiao Yan seething with anger.
Jiao Yan knew he had to break free from the golden threads' restraint urgently. With a roar, he transformed back into his true form, a giant Black Jiao over thirty zhang long.
For the Demon Beasts of the Jiao Clan with their extraordinary bloodlines, their true form is where their combat power is at its strongest.
The golden threads that had trapped Jiao Yan snapped as he reverted to the Black Jiao, his burgeoning form stretching them taut, the golden light on the threads trembling incessantly.
"Snap already!" Madness filled Jiao Yan's massive eyes as his body thrashed violently.
Crash!