Ning Xiaochuan watched Yue Mingsong bustle about in a flurry. Who knew when this fellow had drawn the talismans he pulled from his robes? They were so crumpled they looked like waste paper, probably things he had prepared to swindle people with.
Holding the talismans, Yue Mingsong began to mutter nonstop.
"Ning Xiaochuan, it wasn't me who got you killed. That World Breaking Boat was already only a half-finished product when I got it, so the one that killed you was that boat. Go take your revenge on it."
As he muttered, Yue Mingsong spat twice onto the talisman in his hand, then slapped it toward Ning Xiaochuan before continuing, "Brother Ning, your old brother knows you died a wrongful death, so just go in peace. On the anniversary of your death next year, your old brother will burn a few divine artifacts for you. If you want women, your old brother can also burn a few for you as circumstances permit."
Watching Yue Mingsong act like a crazed mystic, Ning Xiaochuan helplessly shook his head and said, "Yue Mingsong, you..."
Before Ning Xiaochuan could finish, the tattered talisman in Yue Mingsong's hand had already stuck to Ning Xiaochuan's phantom.
To Ning Xiaochuan's speechlessness, the instant the talisman landed on him, his consciousness became muddled.
Then, his consciousness returned to his true body.
Inside the great hall where the Human-God Gate was located, Ning Xiaochuan opened his eyes in astonishment. He had never expected Yue Mingsong's scraps of junk to truly disperse his phantom.
At that moment, the Purple Gold Imperial Lord sat cross-legged in a corner of the hall. Divine power was already pouring from his body into the formation, and the vast formation shone with dazzling radiance.
Sensing Ning Xiaochuan's change, the Purple Gold Imperial Lord turned back.