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"How contradictory!" Zuo Ren exclaimed.
He spoke words of admiration for the poor, yet his little hands were anything but honest!
The Old Celestial Master pinched his chin, his frosty beard twitching as he squinted and smiled. "What? Do you really think that little flying weapon of yours can sever this old man's head? You think you're Xiao Fei or something?"
Zuo Ci dared not respond. He forced a smile, retreating while feeling increasingly frantic. If Zhan Xian Fei was unleashed, he would surely die! For the first time, Zuo Ci felt the chilling proximity of death.
"Hmph!" Zuo Ci raised his head defiantly. The black shadow writhing beneath his feet began to swell as the souls trapped within the Lu Hun Fan were forcibly drawn into the domain.
Two grotesque arms emerged from the shadow at Zuo Ci's feet, covered in slanted eyes, limbs, and mouths—human features that now grotesquely adorned those arms.
Gurgle, gurgle.
As the souls filled the domain, a Seven-Faced Evil God began to materialize. Its flesh and blood were continuously molded into form—bones, sinew, skin.
Before long, a three-headed, four-armed Evil God with Qing Mian fangs stood tall between heaven and earth.
Faced with danger, Zuo Ci decisively activated his Little Gundam mode. Since the domain was distinct from the outside world, casting Little Gundam here wouldn't consume nearly as much magical power as it would outside.
"Fa Tian Xiang Di?"
The Old Celestial Master chuckled. "It's a pity that some things are just so mismatched. The illustrious Zuo Ren turns out to be a wild card. Truly impressive!"
The distinction between unorthodox paths and orthodox teachings lies in the absence of sect heritage, resources, and the systematic instruction from renowned masters.
"Old Celestial Master, what brings you here today? Zuo Certain Person has been unusually low-key lately, especially avoiding your Tian Yi disciples. Even if there were conflicts with the Mission Target, I would choose to withdraw!"
Zuo Ci sat cross-legged atop the Evil God’s Head, his expression grave as he looked at the Old Celestial Master. The old monster known as Three Finger Thunderbolt made Zuo Ci's heart race; when the Old Celestial Master rose to fame, Zuo Ci was still insignificant, likely unaware of his existence.
"Nothing much!" The Old Celestial Master squinted and smiled. "I was just bored up in the mountains. I heard Tongcheng is quite lively, so I thought I’d wander around a bit to stretch my limbs."
To his surprise, he stumbled upon a delightful surprise. "I see that my Tian Yi's Golden Light Spell and Palm Thunder have been mastered by Zuo Ren."
Zuo Ci felt a jolt of anxiety. Was this a summons for punishment? He forced a smile and explained, "Earlier, I encountered a Ye Mao Shan that specialized in devouring the essence of Tong Boy maidens for cultivation. It seems I was too careless and got discovered, leading to my name being placed on the Dark List. When I needed money, I unwittingly took on this case."
The Old Celestial Master squinted as his figure vanished from sight.
Zuo Ci's pupils constricted instinctively as he turned his head, only to see a finger wreathed in blue-purple lightning shooting toward him.
Buzz!
Golden light enveloped Zuo Ci’s body like thick oil.
Sizzle!
The blue-purple lightning pierced through the golden protective light Zuo Ci had conjured, leaving a dark wound on his shoulder. The wound appeared as a small puncture; the force of the thunder had penetrated his scapula, instantly turning flesh and bone to ash.
From a distance, it looked as if Zuo Ci's shoulder had been drilled through by a tool.
Zuo Ci's eyes suddenly turned fierce as Black Hand and azure light burst forth from him. Although Zhang Zhong Feng Du might not be as effective against cultivators with Flesh compared to Ling Ti, it still held its own power.
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