As Su Yu retreated to the third step, her right arm suddenly twisted against her will, the cocoon she was holding was crushed by a force, and Zi Luo, masked, had appeared silently beside her at some point. One hand was pressed atop the cocoon, while the other was directly pressing on Su Yu's head, instantly rendering Su Yu unable to move.
The Zi Luo of now was not the same as the Zi Luo from before.
Back then, because the cocoon had absorbed too much essence, Zi Luo's body was withered, leaving her with hardly any strength left. However, after such a long period, Zi Luo's power had recovered significantly. Just one palm was enough to obliterate any chance of resistance from Su Yu.
The strength of King Zi Luo was unfathomably deep; even Su Yu couldn't perceive the extent of her realm. She only felt her body continuously bowing under the pressure of that single hand, all her bones creaking and groaning as if they were about to burst apart.
