Wu Zhaixue's entanglement with the Holy Devil's remnant body had long run deep. The collapsed devil skull was once more filled out by devilish qi.
Zuo Qiu Wu lifted his gaze and drew over the white [Dharma Has No Second Gate] chain himself. Ju Kui released his grip, and the chain suddenly accelerated, clattering as it wound around Zuo Qiu Wu's body like armor.
What a cruel suit of chainmail. The refined schoolmaster now carried something of the grim solemnity of a battlefield.
"Back then, when the River-Subduing True Lord refined demons, he tied his fate to the three palaces of the Legalist School. Today, when Zuo refines a demon, I tie my fate to all of you at the Great Void Pavilion. This, too, is the righteous path of the world. All of you, watch me—"
He said sternly, "If there is any discord, then kill when killing is called for!"
Though Jiang Wang remained vigilant and held the greatest wariness toward Seven Hates, he could only watch for now.
Because regarding this Wu Zhaixue projection that Sima Heng had left behind in the History Graveyard all those years ago... he had no better solution. It could not be destroyed, nor could it be cast aside. If it were allowed to keep eroding Sima Heng, disaster could strike at any moment. At a time like this, other than Zuo Qiu Wu, who held the historical window in his grasp, who else could cut this festering sore from Sima Heng?
Not to mention that he was using this very sore to defect to the enemy and plant poison for Seven Hates.
And now truly was an excellent opportunity—
Seven Hates had already signed the Transcendence Covenant and could not act lightly; breaking the covenant would surely wound him. Moreover, he