Luo Ding watched the blood-vessel threads snap apart one after another, a faintly mocking smile on his face.
"Daring to violate the Contract Edict? What, aren't you afraid of Netherflame Burning Heart?"
Chen Mu glanced at his feet, where a cluster of grey-white, frigid flames was surging up from beneath his soles.
He stomped without a care, activating the Nine Lives Tribulation Splitting Art.
Poof!
The grey-white netherflames were immediately stamped out and vanished.
He could so easily escape the Contract's backlash?
Luo Ding's brow rose at once.
Some kind of tribulation-bearing secret art?
He slowly shook his head.
The Sacred Heart Academy had recruited Dao Soldiers for the Upper Courtyard all year round and signed countless Contracts. He had heard of plenty of disaster-blocking secret arts, but ninety-nine percent of them were scams.
The netherflames came from Ancestor Luofu Dao. Only the power of another Dao Ancestor could withstand a Dao Ancestor's backlash!
So it was some secret treasure containing the power of a Dao Ancestor!
Good stuff!
Luo Ding's eyes shifted slightly as he glanced at the Silver-Black Smoke blanketing the area outside.
Quite a few tricks up his sleeve.
"Hand it over—the Tribulation-Avoiding Secret Treasure that helped you ward off Netherflame Burning Heart." He looked at Chen Mu and spoke flatly. "Cooperate obediently, and I can spare your life."
Well, whether that life belonged to you or Heavenly Demon Green Barbarian was another matter entirely.
Luo Ding smiled at Chen Mu.
Spare my life?
Did he take me for an idiot?!
Chen Mu snorted coldly.
A Black Moon Blade and a ghastly white Bone Shield abruptly appeared above his head. As they spun, a Black-White Divine Light shot straight at Luo Ding.
Luo Ding's brow lifted.
"An External Refinement Magic Artifact?"
"What a pity..."
Luo Ding's heart