The Influence of Bonds

Yet when facing the young lord of the Great Zhao Dynasty, who was only at the initial Golden Core stage, he believed he had some chance of escaping.

Zen Master Shanfa remained silently on guard, continuously gathering his strength.

Yet after waiting for a while, he saw no sign of the other party making a move.

Just as Zen Master Shanfa was beginning to feel puzzled,

Lin Wuyou suddenly moved, though not toward him.

Instead, he turned into a streak of light and arrived before Su Shi'er and Lin Qiao'er.

Fixing his eyes on Su Shi'er, Lin Wuyou slowly said, "Su Shi'er, we... have finally met! What should I call you—Brother Su? Fellow Daoist Su?"

"You... have been looking for me?" Su Shi'er calmly asked in return.

Yet at that moment, a monstrous tempest rose within his heart.

As Lin Wuyou drew near, he could clearly feel his essence, qi, and spirit begin to fluctuate beyond his control.

The True Yuan cultivation within him even flowed straight out of his body, silently surging toward Lin Wuyou. The instant it drew close, it was absorbed by Lin Wuyou without the slightest obstruction.

Lin Wuyou's aura had no effect whatsoever on anyone else.

But in Su Shi'er's eyes, he was a black hole radiating an aura of devouring, constantly swallowing his cultivation and even his life force!

The closer Lin Wuyou came, the more violently Su Shi'er's True Yuan cultivation drained away.

Damn it! How... how could this be?

Could it be... this was the destiny between him and me?

Two people born from one body—would they ultimately have to return to one?

Su Shi'er's mind shook violently. No matter how desperately he tried to control it, he simply could not stop the loss of the True Yuan cultivation within him.

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