Slap!
Wang Qiao Ren suddenly activated his Divine Skills, leaving behind a darkened straw doll in his place.
His figure abruptly appeared a dozen yards away, just about to flee when his face turned dark once more.
"My poison can't be resolved by a mere stand-in..."
Zhong Shenxiu sighed, and two palms appeared on Wang Qiao Ren's shoulders.
They each belonged to the Headless Earl and Zhang Taiyi, casting dense darkness that suppressed Wang Qiao Ren.
"No... How can I possibly die here? Black Lotus Venerable, deliver all beings from suffering!"
Struggling, Wang Qiao Ren drew a black talisman, its careless and blurred strokes chilling to the bone.
"Hmm?!"
Zhong Shenxiu certainly wouldn't give his opponent a chance to turn the tables and promptly opened a dimensional space, swallowing Wang Qiao Ren whole.
