"Say that one more time?"
The black-clad youth stared at him like a beast, his four pupils brimming with bloodlust.
"Don't be impulsive, Wuxin. We're on the same side!"
The Ksitigarbha Ghost King looked livid as he struggled to speak.
"Say that about him again, and I'll tear you apart alive," Jiang Wuxin gritted out.
"Yes, yes, I was wrong, I was wrong. Don't be like this, Wuxin."
Only after the Ksitigarbha Ghost King spoke soothingly did Jiang Wuxin finally let go.
After releasing him, he took a few steps, sat atop a boulder, and stared blankly northward.
One hand covered his left chest, where there was now nothing.
Only one heart remained, beating in his right chest.
The Ksitigarbha Ghost King wiped the blood from his face. As though he had forgotten what had just happened, he said, "I never expected that beast Dugu Jin to play us like this. We lost the whole game. Now that bastard is still waiting for me to enter Xuanyuan Lake and help bear the burden of the Nine Dragon Divine Cauldron Barrier, so he can reap the fisherman's profit and unify the world!"
"But when the time comes, you really will have to go in and risk your life, won't you? Who told you to let him learn even about contacting them?" the Primordial Evil Demon said disdainfully.
"That's all in the past. Who will die and who will live is still uncertain! We have two greatest advantages, both absolutely fatal to them! First, they think Jiang Wuxin is dead. As long as he hides within Dugu Jin's army and appears unexpectedly, taking Xuanyuan Dao's key won't be a problem. Second, I reckon many people have forgotten about you, haven't they? The other key may be in the Burning Spirit Palace. When