BUZZ!
The small jade bottle vibrated as if a billion wild bees were flapping their wings at once, emitting a terrifying hum.
Then, an immense suction force erupted from it.
At that same moment, Du Qingteng's Square Ancient Inkstone burst forth with an endless black light, anchoring him firmly to the ground below.
The ink-black giant, dozens of yards tall, viciously slashed down at the small jade bottle, creating a deafeningly crisp sound.
CLANG!
The red jade bottle shuddered violently, but then, with a WHOOSH, the ink-black giant was sucked inside!
"Hahaha! Thanks for the treasured ink! The batch you gave me last time... I just finished it! Hahahahaha!" Gao Ping, the man in black, roared with laughter. "This ink's value... is no less than that of the Dragon Beard Grass! Du Qingteng... you still haven't learned your lesson, have you? Hahahahaha!"
