The young woman lying on the ground watched as those who wanted to destroy her family brandished knives and charged at Dragon Spirit.
Terrified, she didn’t dare look directly and covered her eyes, uttering a cry of horror.
The fierce murderous intent emanated an overwhelming oppressive aura; anyone timid would surely have legs turning weak in the face of such a scene.
But clearly, Dragon Spirit was not one to be easily frightened.
Dragon Spirit coldly eyed these people, who rushed toward him with knives stained with fresh blood, a glint of coldness flickering in his eyes.
"Those who bring misfortune upon themselves shall not escape!"
Dragon Spirit raised a hand, making a forward pushing motion in the air, and imdiately those few felt a formidable resistance.
Before they could comprehend what it was, it felt like their heads were heavily struck by sothing.
They didn’t even have ti for an extra thought before collapsing straight down, completely unconscious.
Amidst the screams in the courtyard as they fell, the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground could still be heard.
Only then did Dragon Spirit gaze at the people who had previously fallen into a pool of blood, pulling out several pills from his body to throw onto the ground.
"They have one breath left; give them these pills."
Having said that, Dragon Spirit flung out a rope that seed to have eyes of its own, binding the bandits lying on the ground.
When the young woman lowered her hand that covered her eyes, there was no trace of anyone else in the courtyard except her family.
"Dark...is it a Dark Master?"
Only a Dark Master could possess such abilities, and at this mont, the young woman was eager to catch up and see.
But another thought clearly gained the upper hand in her mind.
She hurriedly crawled over to pick up the pills that Dragon Spirit had thrown to the ground earlier.
Without caring whether they picked up any dust, she quickly administered them to her family.
anwhile, Dragon Spirit, having dragged the bandits out, did not directly kill them.
"If it weren’t for wanting not to destroy Yun Ran’s talisman paper formation, this Dragon King would surely have skinned you alive!"
Although he had so reservations, Dragon Spirit was clearly not one to be weak in temperant.
He flung out several sheets of talisman paper, which vanished into the bodies of these people, whose unconscious bodies convulsed slightly.
From the outside, no effect of the talisman paper was visible.
Only those unconscious knew what they were enduring.
They could clearly feel boundless fear and pain, yet no matter the tornt they could not awaken, and their bodies bore no injury.
This kind of penalty was far more brutal than physical torture could ever be.
As long as the talisman paper hidden within them was not removed, they would remain permanently unconscious, enduring endless tornt.
This specific punishnt was created for those who cannot be killed but need to be penalized.
Watching them suffer such unending agony, Dragon Spirit nodded with satisfaction.
"He Tu’s vicious dark thods are truly cruel. I’ll have to ask for more of these tornting things when I go back."
With this incident, Dragon Spirit suddenly understood what Yun Ran previously said.
Despite being heinous objects, once used properly, they’re lethal.
With a satisfied nod, Dragon Spirit ignored them further, tossing them onto the street.
Even if soone were to find them later, intending to beat them to death,
The talisman papers on them would ’protect’ them, ensuring they live steadily through their suffering.
Having dealt with these matters, Dragon Spirit continued forward, wanting to see why the resentful spirits, despite being suppressed, still caused chaos.
Finally, Dragon Spirit reached one of the places sealed with those wailing resentful spirits.
There were still sparse crowds on the street.
So ca out seeking food and drink, while others simply sought trouble.
Of course, so were re idlers, there to enjoy the spectacle.
To this, Dragon Spirit shook his head in disappointnt.
Thinking that whether it’s the authorities of Lotus City or those Dark Masters, their abilities and judgnt are sorely lacking.
Knowing things are amiss, yet no one stepped up to organize and manage, far inferior compared to those in the Special Administration Bureau.
Upon approaching, Dragon Spirit then noticed the yin energy on this street was much thicker than that of the others.
"Huh, why does the aura here sowhat resemble the two-headed Resentful Spirit Snake from before?"
In the next mont, Dragon Spirit rembered Yun Ran’s previous ntion that the design on her talisman paper was imprinted from a bowl.
If so, could the situation here be similar to the monster urn he discovered earlier?
Just then, the artifact spirit of the Demon-locking Tower, missing for a long ti, appeared from the little dark room.
In an annoying tone: [If you want to kill these folks, it’s not that troubleso. I could do it with a yawn!]
Dragon Spirit: ...
This fellow can’t seem to be confined, always stealthily slipping out.
The artifact spirit of the Demon-locking Tower seed to sense Dragon Spirit’s desire to lock it back up.
[Though you trapped , dreaming of locking up again is wishful thinking. I co and go as I please!]
"Shut up and stay there quietly. If you keep babbling, I’ll risk injuring my Divine Soul to get rid of you!"
If this threat ca from anyone else, the artifact spirit would surely not believe it.
After all, who in their right mind would risk damaging their Divine Soul?
Yet from Dragon Spirit, the artifact spirit didn’t dare gamble because Dragon Spirit was known to have so deranged tendencies.
Not to ntion, even with an injured Divine Soul, Dragon Spirit wouldn’t die. It’d only make him less troubleso, possibly more laid-back.
Confronted with this outco, the artifact spirit decided not to let Dragon Spirit off easy.
With a final cold snort, it disappeared.
And even for Dragon Spirit to locate it, he needed to deliberately sense where it might be hiding.
The artifact spirit’s discretion left Dragon Spirit feeling slightly disconcerted.
Suddenly, soone patted Dragon Spirit’s shoulder.
Turning around, he saw an elderly man with kind and benevolent appearance.
Dragon Spirit frowned slightly, realizing that even if his attention was partly diverted by the Demon-locking Tower, he shouldn’t have been unaware of soone’s approach.
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