I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

"Hehe..." Jiang Qisha sneered contemptuously, his eyes full of disdain, "What other means do you have now? Are you still counting on the bug behind you? You can't be so naive to think that I will let you escape easily this time!" As he said, he glanced sideways at the woman in the red dress coldly.

Then, the woman in the red dress and the burly Dao brother took a step forward without hesitation. Dao brother was a massive figure, like a towering mountain. He lowered his waist and sat firmly on his hips, taking a steady horse stance. He raised his left hand, palm facing up, and clenched his right hand into a fist. Then, with a sudden burst of force, he struck hard at the center of his left hand.

"Boom!" With a dull thud, an extremely heavy force rapidly spread outward, centered around Brother Dao. Each blow was accompanied by a dull roar, like the roar of an ancient beast. With each strike, the force snowballed, growing ever stronger. In just a few breaths, the heavy force was so strong that Ye Chongren and the others began to sink, with Ye Chongren sinking a full meter.

"This is..." Ye Chongren frowned tightly, and a strong ominous premonition surged in his heart, as if an invisible big hand was dragging them into the abyss step by step.

At the same time, the woman in the red dress also began her strange movements. She danced with a lithe figure, yet with an extremely strange posture. A string of black bells appeared on her wrists and ankles, jingling as she moved. However, this sound was no ordinary bell; it resembled a child's laughter, yet this laughter was indescribably eerie and strange, sending goosebumps all over the body and causing the hair on the skin to stand on end.

As the sound of the bells resounded throughout the surroundings, the heavy force that already permeated the air was gradually stained with a layer of black visible to the naked eye, as if infected by some mysterious force. This black was as thick as ink, as if it was about to swallow up the entire world.

Suddenly, Brother Dao and the woman in the red dress stopped moving simultaneously. In an instant, the pressure in the entire space suddenly increased exponentially. This pressure came so suddenly and violently, as if an invisible giant hand suddenly pressed everyone down.

Ye Chongren's face instantly turned pale. He felt an unbearable pressure descend from the sky, unable to resist. He instantly plummeted to the ground along with everyone else. The elders and Ou Yezi were completely unprepared, and were directly crushed by this force, screaming in agony. Each of them fell in a state of disarray, looking like a dog eating shit.

"Damn it... Why... Even standing up is so hard for me? What kind of magical power is this?" The Wind and Thunder Hall's Grand Elder used all his strength, his hands trembling as he supported himself on the ground, struggling to utter a few words. His face was filled with pain and unwillingness, veins bulged on his forehead, and beads of sweat rolled down his face.

The others were also in trouble, especially Ou Yezi, whose face was still pressed against the ground, and he was shouting incoherently: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, save me... I..." His voice was full of fear and despair.

A drop of sweat dripped down Ye Chongren's forehead. Under this terrifying pressure, he had to use all his divine power to barely keep his body from collapsing under the horrific pressure. The Fenglei Palace Master and others also gritted their teeth, relying on their own strength to hold on, each of their faces filled with struggle and pain.

"Damn it... What the hell is this? The space here has clearly changed, and the gravity has increased countless times!" Li Youtian gritted his teeth, practically spouting the words. His eyes were filled with anger and helplessness, and his body trembled slightly under the pressure.