Deep beneath the sea.
Inside the secret chamber.
Cheng Buzheng extended a finger, a glimmer of Spirit Light flashing at its tip.
With a gentle tap.
A glimmer of Spirit Light sank into the forehead of the unconscious Huangfu Anjia, who lay on the ground.
As Huangfu Anjia slowly came to, he still had no idea what had happened.
A fierce pain shot through the back of his neck. He struggled to open his eyes and saw a cramped, damp secret chamber, along with a Golden Core cultivator whose face was utterly expressionless.
Huangfu Anjia asked instinctively:
"May I ask what you mean, Senior?"
At the same time, his hand reached for the Storage Bag at his waist, while his divine sense prepared to activate the Sound Transmission Jade Talisman tucked inside his collar.
In an instant.
His movements froze!
Because he had grabbed at nothing!
The Storage Bag, Sound Transmission Talisman, and all his other belongings had long since been thoroughly looted by Cheng Buzheng.
Seeing this.
Cheng Buzheng wasted no words, forming a hand seal with both hands.
"Soul-Bewildering Art, absolve!"
Before his mind could react, and with no ability to resist, Huangfu Anjia could only watch as a dim, shadowy glimmer of Spirit Light sank into his brow.
In an instant.
Huangfu Anjia, lying on the ground, had his formerly sharp and brilliant eyes turn hollow and unfocused, as though his soul had been lost. He was dazed and muddle-headed.
The Soul-Bewildering Art was a Treasure Art of the soul.
It was also one of the methods Cheng Buzheng had prepared before carrying out this mission.
As his cultivation had not yet reached the Nascent Soul Realm, he simply could not use Soul Searching.
Thus, the only path available to him was the inefficient Soul-Bewildering Art.
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