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"": "I won't die. There's still plenty of Medicine Person Blood. At worst, my soul will be hurt. I'll be fine once I go down there. There's a reason I'm staying here. Now that Grand Master has died, he's sealed off the Talisman Arts Lineage. The Corpse-Ghosts can't get out. They'll wreak havoc everywhere, and if they see us, they'll probably unleash all their resentful qi on us. What are we supposed to do? Hide in the Heaven Origin Earth Aspect? We still have to come out sometime."
As he spoke, Xu Lu leaned over and peered into the well.
"Grand Master!"
He roared, his voice echoing endlessly inside the well. It reached the bottom, then reverberated upward again.
An invisible surge of energy seemed to rise, slamming hard into Xu Lu's face.
Xu Lu abruptly straightened and stumbled seven or eight steps backward.
"It's over... he's completely dead. The dragon aura is already growing stronger..."
Then Xu Lu's expression changed again.
He quickly pulled out two talismans, suspicion and astonishment in his eyes.
"Seriously? He gave me the tokens, so that means he wants me to become the Consecrated Elder?"
"I'm not doing it."
Xu Lu shook his head furiously.
"Ah... what a mess... he's sealed off the way..."
There was no grief in Xu Lu's eyes.
Yes, Xu Shanding had died.
But in truth, Xu Shanding had long since reached the end of his lifespan. The Talisman Arts Lineage simply hadn't had a suitable successor.
Every Consecrated Elder met the same end: jumping into the Golden Well.
They called it death, but it was really another way of merging with the Third Heavenly Dragon Ridge here.
Their bodies died, but through Yin Spirit Projection, they continued to exist within the dragon vein, serving to