The combination of God of Slaughter Power and Wuxin's power caused my strength to surge. I constantly tempered myself, comprehending Wuxin's power to a whole new level. It had reached an almost unimaginable degree.
With my current abilities, I could easily shake anyone's mind. I could also unleash my power in an instant, making my opponent lose control of their body.
Seeing how I used Wuxin's power, Wuxin couldn't help sighing. Even relying on Wuxin's power alone, I was now far superior to him.
He remained tightly bound, and I still hadn't dispelled my suspicions about him.
After the Horror Cruise Ship sailed across the sea for some time, it finally approached the shore. The place it was docking was none other than Magic City.
Magic City was bustling now. Ever since the war in the Ghost Realm ended, all the Fierce Ghosts had left Magic City, allowing the entire city to regain its vitality. More and more people poured into Magic City and became part of it.
The ship was about to dock. Whether it was real or fake would soon be revealed.
I gripped the Eight Tribulation Sword, my eyes filled with coldness. Though bound, Wuxin shouted, "Let me off the ship! I really can't take this anymore."
"Stop pretending. You're fake, and I'll chop you up right now to comfort his spirit in the afterlife," I said impatiently, already raising the Eight Tribulation Sword.
Wuxin's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly begged for mercy. The people around me also tried to persuade me, so after thinking it over, I ultimately chose to spare him.
"Go on. You'll be the first off the ship. Don't even think about trying anything," I cursed as I looked at him.
Under these circumstances, Wuxin could only be the first to jump