"Is that so?" Ning Qi smiled slightly, "One is not enough, how about two or three?"
Instantly, dozens of evil-sealing jade bottles appeared around Ning Qi, revolving continuously around him.
Each evil-sealing jade bottle trembled, emitting a crisp sound.
It was as if something inside was about to break free, as threads of gray-black smoke seeped out from the bottles.
Back then, Ning Qi managed to disperse and seal the evil energy, barely suppressing it.
Now, Ning Qi's strength had increased several times over, and he believed he could suppress all the evil energy even if it merged into one.
Seeing as the Mountain Ancestor feared this evil energy, Ning Qi didn't mind releasing it completely.
However, in reality, there were only eight portions of the evil energy left, not as many as the jade bottles encircling Ning Qi.
But to intimidate the Mountain Ancestor, Ning Qi naturally chose to mix truth and illusion.
Crack!
