chapter 157 It's really him (2)

"Each white thread within my Infinite Cloud Net is comparable to the divine weapons of this era. Now that you have fallen into it, even if you are strong, it is extremely difficult for you to survive!" "This is my final trump card!" Henry laughed wildly, shaking the heavens. Jonathan was indeed strong, but once enveloped by his "Infinite Cloud Net," it was like catching a turtle in a jar, turning into a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Every strand of the white threads within this Infinite Cloud...