At this mont, the altar appeared, and the secret ritual was operating.
The eerie green flas surged like a tide, the giant eye opened, and the grant of corruption descended, ceaselessly.
In an instant of deathly silence, Ji Jue seed frozen, standing in place, stunned.
Nearly petrified, struggling to breathe.
The Hui Nao rely gave a disdainful smile, filled with mockery, just the sa, looking at him with extre irony… quietly waiting for him to sink deep into the quagmire, unable to extricate himself.
It's just that sotis people love this kind of contrast.
When everyone is idle, living too well, eating too much, they adore a decent person falling, or a person of the dust reforming, and the great works born from this are countless.
Scenes like those beloved in entertainnt works, in reality, are like nightmares, even more terrifying than death.
Now, Ji Jue finally understood why this guy was granted such a na by corruption.
Truly disgusting to the core.
To kill while also torturing the heart, whether win or lose, getting involved is like mud falling into worn-out pants, akin to a Holy Daughter who turns suddenly goofy in the midst of a righteous siege against evil, before everyone.
The craftsman mutated, plunged into the depths, how lodious!
If Ji Jue lost, the Hui Nao wouldn't even need to kill Ji Jue, the depths would forever keep him as a trophy and a specin to constantly display and sha the Association and Ember, even if he died, he could still be made into a specin, hung at the entrance of the depths.
But even if Ji Jue wins, so what?
Once entangled for too long, destined to be contaminated by corruption, endless tornt would ensue. One could imagine that within the Association's repeated audits and the many strange looks and doubts, he would one day go astray, giving up in despair…
Ji Jue's body seed to tremble, difficult to support.
Trembling.
No, can't hold on much longer!
In this context referring to acting skills…
Still too young, unlike that old dog above who is always handling things effortlessly when fishing, acting till now, almost exhausted, about to burst into laughter.
Let's not even ntion those curses ingested like snacks by the Demon's Shadow, just referring to the contamination, no, brother, have you made a mistake?
Did you mix flour into your goods?
How co it's not at all the sa quality as what I had in the Jianyuan Training Class? A big pot of water with a couple of grains of salt stirred in, not a hint of flavor!
Far too bland.
No way out, the Craftsman Grandmaster's products are too pure!
The gold content of the Candle Illumination Ceremony was once again verified in the laborious offering by Hui Nao. If Hui Nao hadn't brought the thing out, I almost wouldn't have noticed.
Hmm? Did you get in? It's fine, you're great, don't be discouraged, you've tried very hard.
Just, as a warrior of justice, what should be done next?
"—Delusional!"
After an overly long contemplation, Ji Jue finally snapped back to reality, with three parts wrath, three parts disdain, three parts scorn, and ninety-one parts of resolute, furious roar.
In the quagmire, among the entangling essence of corruption, Ji Jue decisively lifted his hand, pulling out one Chun Jun after another, reversed and stabbed into his own forehead, lungs, and heart.
The spiritual substance pierced through, in reverse, shackling his own soul, the Three Phases Flow, solidified the mutated parts on his body, forcibly locking the progress, arresting materialization!
I, Ji Jue, a dignified man, stand tall, aboveboard, alive as a person of the Association, dead as a ghost of Ember, even if my bones are shattered, can never be with you depths kind!
Under the blade's piercing, the silver light of the Steel Body flowed again, parting the quagmire, stepping forward step by step towards the coldly smiling Hui Nao, unsheathing the sword!
Offer it here and now!
This is the final dance as a craftsman given to Ember!
Purple Lightning Black Fla shot out like a rainstorm with the flick of a finger, entirely erased by the Light Swallowing Lamp raised in Hui Nao's hand, just beneath his feet, the color of marble spread silently, the absolute fortress in the void growing ever more stable, unmoving as a mountain.
With no further concealnt of his purpose, the entire struggle had beco the purest consumption battle, competing over reserves and backgrounds from both sides.
He didn't need to do anything, just had to stall for ti.
Ti was on his side!
Everything unfolded as he imagined, even better than imagined. The reason he constantly stimulated and guided Ji Jue to attack him was for this, wasn't it?
The granting of corruption continued ceaselessly, the precious gift for the depths, yet for Ember, it is poison enough to twist body and soul completely.
Now, the more his alchemy interfered, the richer the gifts he received, courting death!
Already before taking the field, Hui Nao, utilizing his permissions, had mobilized a large number of creations from within the depths. To guard against the destruction of Dissociation Technique, he chose victory through quantity, even if Ji Jue destroyed score, hundred, or thousands, still didn't matter, the moldy reserves in the depths' warehouse were too nurous to count.
No matter how much was deployed, it remained worth it, not even needing a victory.
Just hold on, hold on until Ji Jue could no longer sustain, completely mutated would suffice!
Long Shan trampled, a rusty iron fist smashed into the projection of the absolute wall, causing the Crack Realm to violently shake. Yet on the altar, Hui Nao conducting the secret ritual remained motionless.
"I must say, there's no need to keep entangling like this, Mr. Ji."
A regretful voice arose, prattling on: "Good material, beautiful jade, scarce in the world, why imprison yourself, self-confining within the Association?
Within the depths, isn't there also infinite paths ahead?"
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