"It worked, you fool, you fool?!"
Jiao Demon King was stunned, horrified, and incredulous:
"Senior, what, what exactly happened?!"
"As expected, Wei Zheng may have been afflicted by a Curse Source similar to possession."
Ding Ling glanced at Wei Zheng in the distance:
"This Curse Source is extremely strange. It's unlike possession, yet similar to possession. Under normal circumstances, it's impossible to detect. Only when it truly activates can I discern a little of it."
Not long ago.
A strange fragrance had wafted in from outside the door, instantly captivating Jiao Demon King.
Protected by the Martial Dao True Understanding, with the Taiji Diagram at his side and the Weapon Refining Art in hand, Ding Ling had detected the mere fragrance before it entered his body and broken it in an instant.
At his level, ordinary toxins could do nothing to him. Instead, they would become nourishment that strengthened him.
That was precisely why.
He had been able to pretend to fall for the trap, then catch Wei Zheng completely off guard.
He had to be a first-rate actor, after all.
If he truly wanted to put on an act and deceive someone, it was effortless, let alone when the God who had possessed Wei Zheng was extremely arrogant and seemed certain that once someone had been affected by the strange fragrance, they would have no power to resist!
That was precisely why.
When Ding Ling suddenly erupted and attacked, Wei Zheng seemed to be defeated in an instant. The moment the light faded from his eyes, they were filled with panic, astonishment, and disbelief.
Of course, hidden deep in his eyes was also a trace of concealed wariness and killing intent.
Ding Ling's People Observation Technique was maxed out.
Naturally, he had caught that trace of killing intent.
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