Human Sovereign Empowerment

He did not understand how the other party had managed it.

Once the Dragon Beard Needle entered the body, it curled up and embedded itself within the flesh. Unless the flesh was cut open and the embedded tissue dug out, it could not be completely removed.

Ordinarily, without a specific technique, there was no way to remove the Dragon Beard Needle.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, and someone else had told him it could simply be pulled out so easily, he would have scoffed at it.

Yet the bizarre thing was that it really had been removed just like that!

Tang San glared venomously at Qian Chenzhou's retreating back, clenching his fists as he took a deep breath.

Could he, like Zhang Sanwei, have transmigrated from the Shu-region Tang Sect?

Then which faction did he belong to now?

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? One of the lower four sects? Or Spirit Hall?

Tang San looked at Ah Rou beneath the black conical hat. Her aura was powerful—far beyond the sort of strength an ordinary sect could produce.

Or perhaps some other reclusive sect?

"A variable. The greatest variable has appeared." Tang San clenched his fists tighter, the intangible sense of danger pressing down on him madly.

Time passed bit by bit. Zhao Wuji's breathing gradually steadied. His body crackled as he moved, and after rising to his feet, he slammed his fists together.

"Kid, you're strong. I won't hold back on you the way I did against them."

Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, Tang San, and Dai Mubai all fixed their gazes on Qian Chenzhou.

For Zhao Wuji to say such a thing proved that this person was stronger than all of them, someone worth watching out for.

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