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Friends and family, welcome to the scene of the operation executed by the Ghost Messenger Squad, restored one-to-one, guaranteed authentic.
Fellow practitioners, take a look at this Fulu, clearly crafted by Deviant Arts, the Yin Hun Fu Lu. The target has already discovered our presence.
Lao Tie, if you want to see Zhen Ren battling, comparable to Hollywood-style special effects fights, then let’s see those small gifts rolling in!
A young boy wearing a baseball cap and with a handsome face raised a selfie stick, capturing shots of the basement set up by Dun Zong. As he snapped pictures, he waved the Fulu in his hand, revealing that the soul-calling talisman set by Zuo Ci was extinguished by him.
I said, A Chang, the boss said that when you’re on duty, you need to look the part. What are you doing? Are you skirting around public service? Zhan Gui Ren, that’s all scripted, right?
A tall man dressed in a black robe and wearing gold-rimmed glasses looked at his companion with disdain.
Exactly! The Milky Way is also a river! The boy named A Chang nodded dismissively.
Don’t eat sour radishes; I can’t be bothered to talk to you!
The Tall Slim Man waved his hand and pulled out a neatly folded handkerchief from the collar of his flashy shirt, covering his mouth and nose as if he had some sort of germophobia.
Creeeak...
A large man with a bulky frame, resembling a sumo wrestler, slowly squeezed through the doorway of the basement. His massive body flowed into the room like liquid, appearing almost boneless, enveloped entirely in flesh.
They arrived at the place where Dun Zong was holding the Yao Lun Ceremony. Aside from the messy floor, there was dried black-red blood everywhere, not even a hair left behind.
The bulky man sniffed around, and an expression of annoyance appeared on his wrinkled face like tree roots as he said: That person is stingy; he didn’t even leave behind a corpse. I can smell multiple scents: Dun Zong, Mahakala, Samadhi Yin Fire, some kind of method, and several familiar scents that I can’t quite place.
Family and fellow practitioners, please observe the scene!
The boy in the baseball cap smiled as he changed angles and said: You might not have noticed, but this is actually a ritual for the A Jie Drum. Yes, some practitioners can tell right away; that's right—it's the Medicine Wheel of Dun Zong and the kind that can extend life!
Do you want it? Today in A Chang’s livestream room, entering is fate; spells like this that can increase lifespan were once unattainable even with money!
Unfortunately for them, who made A Chang so generous to his fans? Today it’s not one million nine hundred ninety thousand or nine hundred ninety thousand; it’s only nine hundred ninety thousand for the Ton Zong Spell to take home! Limited availability—first come, first served! Fellow practitioners, don’t miss out! Get your fingers ready; I’ll count to three and have the backstage management post the link—one, two, three!
Suddenly, the screen was flooded with comments like a tidal wave.
Next door, Old Wang exclaimed, "Why buy a radio when you can listen to A Chang bragging!"
The Invincible Fire Wheel chimed in, "Did you see that? This is the product of our hard-earned taxes, a true treasure of Huaxia, bringing joy to everyone."
The Wind Blows Coolly remarked, "Wow! Is the market really that bad? Even those in blue are coming out to make money? With such a skilled money-making technique, it's hard not to shake your head."
Big Fan replied, "Come on, can you give me a chance?"
Gloves added, "Looks like you're really hungry!"
Amidst the flood of such trash comments, the youth still had the official blue badge with four big characters, prompting some people to start purchasing.
The Tall Slim Man furrowed his brow as he extended his thin hand to touch the ground. A red glow began to spread.
Gurgling sounds erupted as the blood instantly boiled, transforming into a Daoist figure. The grotesque blood figure began to take shape—bones, flesh, and skin started to form.
In just a moment, the appearances of those followers were eerily restored by the tall man using strange methods. This included Jia Lishi refined by Zuo Ci and Pachapo; they engaged in mutual slaughter while Vajra and Samadhi Yin Fire spells emerged one after another.
Was this Dun Zong's Vajra? Was it Shi Sha? No, it didn't seem like Shi Sha; rather, it resembled something akin to Daoist Sect puppets.
It truly was an oddity. The hidden figure behind this was undoubtedly someone well-versed in various arts of Deviant Arts!
The Tall Slim Man stood still, observing the restored scene as his gaze focused on Jia Lishi.
Dao Realm? The man's brow furrowed even deeper.
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