This was because he had failed to withstand the impact of the soul ring's power. The soul power from the soul ring had run wild inside his body, tearing apart his meridians. Then, the Purple Jade Bracelet martial soul in his palm had been unable to endure the impact and shattered. The soul ring refinement had failed.
"Baoyu!"
Zhao Peng, who had been watching from the side, was shocked. He had never imagined such a thing would happen.
"Teacher, it hurts!"
Wang Baoyu's body convulsed as he cried, but what flowed from his eyes were tears of blood. His eyes were also filled with bloodshot veins.
"It failed! How could it have failed?"
Zhao Peng ignored Wang Baoyu's condition. He could not understand why it had failed. This was clearly Grandmaster's theory. Grandmaster's disciple, Tang San, had even refined a four-hundred-year Mandala Snake soul ring some time ago, and his martial soul had been the lowest-grade Blue Silver Grass.
Yet Zhao Peng had only chosen a Bloodthirsty Python that was close to four hundred years old. It had not even exceeded the four-hundred-year limit, so how could it have failed?
What exactly had gone wrong?
Even after thinking for a long while, he could not figure it out. Meanwhile, Wang Baoyu's breathing grew weaker and weaker, his little face becoming increasingly pale. Blood no longer spilled from his nose and mouth, because there was not enough blood left to spill.
Only then did Zhao Peng come back to his senses. Looking at the unconscious Wang Baoyu, he struggled internally for a moment before finally gritting his teeth. He picked up the dagger Wang Baoyu had used to kill the Bloodthirsty Python and stabbed it into his heart, killing him in one blow. He then immediately got up and left.
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