He reached into his pocket and started pouring out turtle shells.
Soon, one empty turtle shell after another piled up like a small mountain beside him.
Zhu Luo stated that his turtle shell could also withstand for a mont, and there were enough turtle shells.
Just as the three Old Ascenders began to discuss the feasibility of this matter, Zhang Ze, who had been sitting with his back to everyone, suddenly spoke up.
"If you ask , it’s not that complicated."
"What do you an?" Qin Lang turned to look at Zhang Ze.
Zhang Ze was holding Li in one arm and pointing at himself with the other.
"? Did you forget, I’m not afraid of that black energy, and moreover..."
As Zhang Ze spoke, he opened the hand he had been holding in front of everyone.
A colorless light unfolded from Zhang Ze’s palm, and within that light, a small piece of turtle shell was trapped.
This turtle shell was taken by Zhang Ze in prison from Zhu Luo’s shell that had been eroded.
However, it wasn’t so deep strategy, just a simple case of itchy hands.
Just like when you’re bored in school and make holes in your desk, digging pits in the wall, then filling them with chalk mixed with water.
Purely itchy hands.
However, this ti the itchiness brought unexpected effects, as Zhang Ze seed to discover that he had so sort of restraint over this black energy.
Not simply immunity, but restraint.
So on the way back, including when he had his back to everyone earlier, Zhang Ze was fiddling with this piece of turtle shell he had taken with his itchy hands.
Seeing if it could be purified without using the Innate Dao Body.
And now, he succeeded.
Under the erosion of the colorless light, the black energy from the turtle shell in Zhang Ze’s hand began to peel away, being purified.
A mont later, the light in Zhang Ze’s hand disappeared.
The turtle shell returned to its original appearance.
Although it was still full of holes from the erosion, the malicious restraint power that was inherently present disappeared without a trace.
Zhu Luo was fine, just surprised, but Wei Zhuang was stunned on the spot. After a while, he stepped forward and snatched the turtle shell from Zhang Ze’s hand to examine it repeatedly.
After confirming that the pervasive black energy had really disappeared, he looked at Zhang Ze.
"Can you remove the black energy from ?"
Zhang Ze stood proudly, exuding confidence.
"Of course."
After saying this, he didn’t waste words. He imdiately invited the Old Master to sit down.
Then, Zhang Ze put Li down and stood behind the Old Master.
He struck a pose of a master, ford a cool but practically useless finger technique with one hand, and started to glow again.
But this ti, sothing unexpected happened.
No matter how much he glowed, the miracle from just now didn’t happen again.
Just like before, his invincible glowing technique turned into a double flashing high beam with no damage but high insult.
"Uh...this..."
Zhang Ze felt a bit embarrassed and started glowing in different ways, but no matter how bright, he couldn’t disperse the strands of black energy lingering around Wei Zhuang.
While Zhang Ze was glowing, Li, who was tossed onto the bed, burped.
Probably used to having a small world inside it, it wasn’t feeling so uncomfortable anymore.
It sat on the bed, playing with its feet while watching Zhang Ze glow.
After watching for a while, it felt a bit bored, and besides, the bed was too soft, not as comfortable as Zhang Ze’s shoulder and head, so Li wobbled up and started climbing Zhang Ze.
Just as it climbed to Zhang Ze’s waist checkpoint, Zhang Ze, who was flashing in the room, suddenly exclaid "Wow!".
The light in Zhang Ze’s hand, just like when playing with the turtle shell, took effect again.
The sharp black energy above Wei Zhuang’s head began to slowly dissolve under Zhang Ze’s illumination.
The Old Master couldn’t help but let out a light hum with an unknown aning.
Curious about the sound, Li hurriedly jumped off Zhang Ze’s back and ran to the front to see what was going on.
However, after Li jumped off Zhang Ze, the light that started to take effect again turned back into an arrogant flashing lamp.
Zhang Ze, "Huh? Why isn’t it working again? Hang in there for three more seconds."
Looking at the ineffectual Zhang Ze, Li suddenly thought of sothing. It flew behind Zhang Ze and pressed on his waist.
Just like pressing a mysterious little switch, Zhang Ze’s light started to take effect again.
Like discovering a new world, Li’s playful nature was aroused, and it began pressing and releasing, poking at Zhang Ze’s waist.
It wasn’t until Zhu Luo hit it with a small cane that it settled down.
However, Li quickly adjusted its mindset and began researching Zhang Ze from different angles.
Li discovered that Zhang Ze’s efficiency in removing the black energy varied depending on its position.
Near the Dantian, Zhang Ze’s efficiency was greatest.
Although it didn’t know why, the square pig that realized it was useful started to feel proud.
But the pride didn’t last long, and the ineffectual Zhang Ze failed again.
This ti, no matter if Li was at the head or at the waist, it couldn’t make Zhang Ze regain his composure.
However, just as it was pondering this puzzling situation, Li suddenly felt a retch, and then its stomach began to hurt.
Li clutched its stomach, feeling like there was a facehugger crawling inside, and couldn’t resist vomiting with a retch.
But what Li vomited out wasn’t gold, nor was it a child, but Little Fuji.
At this mont, Little Fuji had reverted to its original color, a bluish mushroom-like appearance. As soon as it hit the ground, it started darting around the room like a whirlwind, seemingly searching for sothing.
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