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The Onmyoji formed a seal and chanted, “Yan Style: Dragon Breath!”
His cheeks puffed up like a frog, and then he opened his mouth to unleash a torrent of rich orange flames that surged forth like a tidal wave, engulfing the Wicked Vajra.
At that moment, the warrior drew his sword, the sharp energy coiling tightly around the blade.
With a sharp command, he shouted, “Battojutsu, Qiu Chan!”
Buzz!
Countless razor-sharp sword lights erupted in the air, slicing through the orange sea of flames and reducing the Wicked Vajra to nothing but ash, leaving not even a hair behind.
Puff!
As a mere mortal without any magical power, Mayor Chen was unable to evade the onslaught of the countless sharp sword energies.
A grimace twisted his face as he looked at the warrior and the Onmyoji; his shattered body exploded into mist.
Su Death, this technique should be...
The warrior sheathed his sword, his words trailing off.
Tendrils of black mist once again seeped from the nostrils of those personnel, coalescing into a mass known as Meatball.
The flesh emitted sounds of compression.
A Head and limbs suddenly forced their way out from within the Meatball.
How is this possible?!
The Onmyoji displayed an expression of disbelief.
He had never seen such a capability for regeneration from Su Death and Shu Fa. What kind of Spell is this? Immortal?
Outside the Light Screen, Zuo Ci observed those personnel continuously providing Sha Qi and smiled slightly; he had discerned the truth.
The so-called Wicked Vajra was merely a manifestation of the chaotic desires and the essence of life force condensed from these materials within the array.
As long as these materials did not perish, the Wicked Vajra could regenerate indefinitely. A remarkable Spell, indeed—one that was fated to be connected with me.
However, each time Sha Qi was drawn out, these materials providing it would suffer significant depletion in their lifespan and vitality. Some materials with little life left would even turn gray overnight.
With Mayor Chen dead, I have every reason to take action!
On the rooftop of the villa, Xu Hongfa appeared as if he had emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. His face was smeared with fresh blood and bits of flesh, while his entire body was cloaked in a layer of deep crimson. He faced the sky and knelt down in worship.
The moon hung in the night, its silvery light cascading down in delicate strands, nourishing Xu Hongfa's cultivation. He was performing the Moon Worship Cultivation!
Zuo Ci held the Nine-section Staff, and the power of Apricot Yellow traced intricate symbols in the air. This was the Xuan Huang Seal, similar to the Liu Jia Lishi that Zuo Ci had previously refined, but this time it was crafted to control puppets. The Xuan Huang Seal was created using the carvings from the nine-section staff.
Across the land, unless the Old Celestial Master intervened personally, no one could break this seal.
Having devoured numerous cultivators' corpses along with the power of moonlight, Xu Hongfa's body radiated a rich crimson hue, and his hair began to fall out. A hard, scale-like carapace formed on his skin's surface, and even a pair of thin, blood-red membranous wings sprouted from his back, giving him a fierce aura.
As Zuo Ci's Apricot Yellow power coalesced into symbols during Xu Hongfa's thunderous roar, these symbols etched themselves onto his forehead. Xu Hongfa turned to Zuo Ci, his expression somewhat ferocious: "Are you afraid of me rebelling?"
"Not afraid at all!" Zuo Ci grinned. "But a dog raised by oneself shouldn't bite its owner, right?"
Xu Hongfa's pupils gleamed with a hint of light. He sensed no fear emanating from Zuo Ci's frail body; instead, there was an air of calmness. Was he truly unafraid?
A person!
Xu Hongfa had navigated the business world for decades, mastering the art of reading people to an extraordinary degree. He recognized that this seemingly young man was not only ruthless in his methods but also possessed unfathomable strength.
It was better not to provoke a tiger by its whiskers.
He respectfully knelt before Zuo Ci.
"Come, let me take you to enjoy some delicious food!"
Zuo Ci smiled.
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