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Zuo Ci tidied up Suit Man and Mao Lei, his gaze coldly fixed on Lao Shi.
This Old Guy was quite the hidden gem; he had set up some simple Fa Lan to create a Gathering Place of Yin. He certainly had some talent! This was far superior to my foolish disciple.
Infinite Reverence!
Lao Shi felt a chill run through him under Zuo Ci's stare. He inwardly shouted, what kind of freak is this? Just, left, outside, evil? It seemed he had dabbled in all sorts of spells. Wasn't he afraid of being a jack of all trades but a master of none?
Old Senior, it’s your turn!
Zuo Ci revealed a set of eerie teeth and smiled.
I can’t escape now, can I? Lao Shi forced a bitter smile.
Senior, you’re showing your hand!
Zuo Ci performed a slight bow and chuckled, "Since you arrived here, you should have known your fate!"
But what puzzled Lao Shi was that someone with such cultivation shouldn’t be so obscure in Tongcheng!
A glimmer of insight flashed in Lao Shi's eyes: Could it be that you are the legendary Zuo Ren?
"You know too much!" Zuo Ci replied with a smile. "You will die for it!"
Lao Shi sighed lightly, "It seems my suspicions were correct. What a Zuo Ren you are!"
He felt hatred! If he had known that the person before him was Zuo Ren, he would never have underestimated him so easily.
The three of them were definitely not weak; they were all at the Fa Jing Peak and possessed the ability to create realms.
Even if Zuo Ren possessed extraordinary power, it was impossible for him to deal with them so easily. As a result, they failed to recognize the identity of the person before them and were taken down one by one. Now? It was too late for regrets!
Desperate as he was, could Zuo Ren spare him a chance? Lao Shi seemed unwilling to give up hope. After all, only the dead would keep secrets!
Zuo Ci smiled enigmatically, "Besides, you still have some tricks up your sleeve. With that broken Gathering Yin Formation, haven't you already begun to set up your killing move?"
Lao Shi's pupils constricted as a hand hidden in his sleeve trembled. Zuo Ren truly lived up to his reputation!
Lao Shi chuckled dryly, "You can't be fooled by my facade. I merely seek a way to survive. I hope Zuo Ren can let me off this time. If I had known you were here, I wouldn't have dared to come and disturb the peace!"
His expression was sincere, and an ordinary person would likely believe him. Unfortunately for him, he was facing Zuo Ci—the same Zuo Ren who had wiped out Huang Lao's entire family at the age of seventeen, nicknamed Cao Juan Ren and Gui Ren.
"Just surrender!" Zuo Ci extended his palm and pressed down lightly.
A Black Hand emerged from the void, striking Lao Shi's face like a mountain descending upon him.
Lao Shi's pupils shrank. This was the Yin Sha Qi he had painstakingly gathered. How could it be used by Zuo Ci?
"Don't worry!" Zuo Ci stepped forward with a gait as elusive as a You Long, following a certain principle in his movements. However, Lao Shi, hailing from Ye Mao Shan, saw through it at once—this step was definitely not the Yubu of the Treading on Qi.
Knowing escape was futile, Lao Shi resolved to fight to the death.
He let out a roar: "Red Wedding Dress, Funeral Coffin, water and fire cannot coexist, the universe is turned upside down, yin and yang are on different paths, Huang Quan cannot be retained, Hong Shuang Sha, let it collide with Lao Fu!"
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