"If it weren't for enduring the 'Liuyan Life-matching Extraordinary Method' twice... Xijun used particularly powerful spiritual objects, forcing me to refine my body... I would've likely fallen to this old thing already..."
Before Li Wushao could feel relieved, the benign-looking old man glanced at him with a smile, his lips moved slightly, and he began to chant in a humming tone.
"You!"
Li Wushao felt as if his heart shattered like rock burst, thoughts racing, a myriad of illusions appearing before him. He quickly stuck out his snake-tongue, thinking to himself:
"Kongheng was right, these guys know the 'Venerable Mantra of Subjugation,' and indeed like to toy with my demonic heart. I'll have to thank him when I get back!"
He too flicked his tongue and recited a series of incantations, gradually stabilizing his resolve. Yuxin's once constant benign expression finally changed, and he exclaimed in shock:
"The Northern Venerable Tao?! Little snake, who taught you this!"
