The tendril-like shadows coiled around everyone's necks like scarves, circling them several times. They were tangible but ethereal, devoid of any physical sensation or temperature.
Li Cheng frowned deeply. He suddenly leaned back, rolling on the floor, then reversed to stand on his hands straight up. He spun in midair, remarkably performing breakdancing right where he stood.
The Talisman Nail drew a dragon watching, stunned and wide-eyed, and instinctively said, "Bro, did you get electrocuted?"
"He's not electrocuted,"
Zhao Zijing, familiar with Li Cheng's methods, explained, "He's just testing the limits of the shadow tendrils."
The Divine Calamity's tendrils were as elusive as shadows, impossible to touch, able to stretch, shrink, twist, and bend at will. No matter how players evaded or retreated, even with teleportation, they couldn't escape.
