"Brother Paul, let me lead you onto the great and sacred path of revolution!"
Though she did not know why the other party had shed tears, he must have suffered something extraordinarily tragic.
Come to think of it, making an Immortal Life cry really was quite difficult... Which Immortal Life was not strong-willed?
She, the True Dragon of Shenzhou, had come all this way too, hadn't... Pah!
"It was you... What did you do to me?!"
Brother Guevara suddenly raised his head, his eyes red and bloodshot, filled with hatred, fury, and fear. He looked utterly insane!
Without a second thought, Long Xiruo raised her hand and smacked a stream of "Dragon Qi" onto Brother Guevara's head.
Brother Guevara's divine arts had shattered at this moment, and his years of accumulation had been completely emptied. His mind was at its most vulnerable—how could he withstand Ah Xiruo's violent blow? He was smacked unconscious on the spot.
She sized him up for a moment, and only after confirming that he was completely unresponsive did she slowly approach. She raised a hand and pressed down through the air, her five fingers slightly curled like claws. The upper, middle, and lower [Transcendent Holy Mark] behind her instantly lit up.
The next moment, streaks of golden light surfaced from the back of Guevara's hand.
[Holy Mark], deprivation!
After fusing with [Gold Bell]'s Holy Mark, Ah Xiruo had naturally comprehended the method of depriving [Holy Marks]. Although this was her first time using it, she did not feel the slightest awkwardness.
Instead, the other party's [Holy Mark] seemed to faintly convey a sense of eagerness... as though it was more than willing to be devoured.
The instant the [Holy Mark] was stripped away, Brother Guevara's unconscious body convulsed twice before falling still again. Yet his