Rolling, writhing, twisting—
As the burning continued, Tang San's Divine Sense struggled less and less. It looked like he was taking in more air than he was breathing out.
Just as Gu Yuena could not help reminding Lu Yuan again, Lu Yuan moved!
Beneath Tang San's bound Divine Sense, two interlocking gray hexagram magic circles rose up!
Necromantic Magic Stripping!
As the magic circles took shape, the Undead Flames attached to the undead chains began spreading across Tang San's Divine Sense body like maggots clinging to bone, inch by inch, bit by bit. Strangely, as the flames engulfed him, the pain vanished from Tang San's eyes, replaced by growing confusion—
What... am I doing?
Within the magic circles, wisps of mist drifted out of Tang San's body and followed the formation into Lu Yuan's hand.
"What is that—?" Gu Yuena asked curiously as she looked at the shapeless mist gathering and dispersing in Lu Yuan's palm.
"Asura's memories!" Lu Yuan answered with a smile.
For Necromantic Magic, which excelled at manipulating souls, stripping a soul of its memories was simply too easy. However, since Tang San's was a strand of Divine Sense separated from a God King, it was relatively more difficult to strip away.
But after Lao Jin's brutal elbow strike, the secret technique's seal, and the burning of the Undead Flames, every step had been meant to weaken Tang San's Divine Sense until it became extremely frail. It could not possibly be because Lu Yuan was petty and wanted to burn him with Undead Flames in retaliation just because Tang San had insulted him, could it? doge!
It was precisely because he had been weakened layer by layer that this Memory Stripping magic could gradually begin taking effect on Tang San.
Not good! He's stripping away my memories!!!