This must be the caprice of a Saint Creator!
Liu Xi stood in front of Mister Hei, scrutinizing him closely for a moment.
Just two days ago, Liu Xi could only look up to Mister Hei, played around by him like an ant.
But now the roles had switched, and Mister Hei was about to become his puppet.
A wave of spiritual power, solid-like in its intensity, surged out from within Liu Xi.
Within the spiritual power, a lurid poppy totem climbed out.
This spiritual power was injected into Mister Hei, whose bound body grotesquely struggled and twisted.
Liu Xi's slender fingers touched his forehead, his expression somewhat weary.
Just when Mister Hei's body was struggling to the limit, and even the floral vines and the stagnant space power seemed about to snap.
A book appeared in Liu Xi's hand.
Liu Xi opened the book and started to read solemnly.
Moments later, Liu Xi closed the book, allowing Shu Liangjun to release Mister Hei from his bonds.