Max Out Proficiency, Liver Become Mortal Sword Immortal

At that moment, the young man's eyes were pitch-black. Ribbons of five-colored light seeped into his flesh and blood like a maze of illusions. All he could do was circulate his spiritual energy to resist, but sometimes blood still sprayed out.

A bloody hole remained at each wound.

They weren't fatal, but if things continued this way without a turn for the better, he would eventually die from blood loss.

"This disciple went to the Jiuhua Dynasty on a mission, but the information they provided didn't match reality. There must be a force they didn't know about, secretly protecting that prince. Still, that sort of thing is normal. What's strange is that the second prince seems to have learned an extremely powerful secret technique."

"It can form a powerful defense and let him escape instantly. I knew that if I didn't kill him this time, any retaliation he might bring down on us in the future would be devastating. So I decided to finish it once and for all and charge straight into the secret technique."

"The second prince hasn't been learning this technique for long. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy. I did kill him, but this curse technique clung to me like a parasite."

"The struggle for the crown?" Yun Shu considered it for a moment, then asked.

"Mm." Yuan Xi nodded.

Yun Shu understood.

But they were an organization of assassins. Nothing else mattered that much.

As they spoke, a spray of blood shot out and spattered the bronze mirror nearby.

"Give me your hand," Yun Shu said quietly.

Yuan Xi hesitated and didn't reach out. Instead, he said, "This power is extremely strange. I'm afraid..."

Yun Shu didn't hesitate. He took Yuan Xi's hand in his.

"What are you afraid of? This little curse technique