"What kind of power is this?"

The sect master's heart was shattered as overwhelming binding force rippled from the Martello Celio, encircling it with a slew of rules.

Her face changed dramatically, the seal between her brows shone brightly, and the evil Buddha behind her roared angrily and struggled violently.

When she saw the hammer about to fall on her, she seemed to see herself being smashed into pulp… but how could that be? The Martello Celio had been in her hands for a long time, and she