The Swallowing Heaven Demon opened his mouth wide in astonishment, staring at the Qiankun Bag that was flying toward Xiang Ziyu. What was this? What kind of cultivation technique was this? How could the Qiankun Bag fly over to Xiang Ziyu, even while being so far away?
Even he himself seemed to be affected by the suction, his flight speed noticeably slowing.
The Swallowing Heaven Demon saw Xiang Ziyu closing the distance between them again, his heart filled with panic. Once more, he took out a Qiankun Bag and threw it far away. He refused to believe that the vortex Xiang Ziyu had unleashed could endlessly draw in the Qiankun Bags.
However, this time, as soon as the Qiankun Bag was thrown, it was immediately caught by the suction and flew toward the vortex.
"Damn it!"
