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"": "His vision went blindingly white!
When his sight returned, three charred corpses lay in different places.
Zhou Sanming's two bodies were nothing special. They had been completely carbonized.
Yuan Yinxin's was different.
His body looked like charcoal, but long, thin hairs kept sprouting from its cracks, rapidly burning away amid the flickering electricity!
Not only that, but the head of Yuan Yinxin's body suddenly burst open!
Like a vile flower blooming!
Only then did his body lose all signs of life!
Luo Xianshen panted softly. His temples kept twitching, and waves of emptiness washed through his body.
He had used every ounce of his strength!
He had turned what should have been one bolt of heavenly thunder into three!
This was restraint, but it was also his limit.
Any more, and the individual bolts would weaken, but they would form a thunderstorm!
Those Dao Corpses and that Spirit Medium would not escape unscathed!
When he used the Earth Thunder Mantra to see the true faces of Yuan Yinxin and the other two Yin Spirit Projection practitioners, he had also seen through Bai Wei and that group of masters.
There was no yin resentment clinging to Bai Wei.
His heavy corpse qi came from his Immortal Creatures.
Of course, Luo Xianshen had seen several yin souls, but they bore no resentment. Bai Wei had not killed them; they were the Qingfeng and smoke souls unique to Spirit Mediums.
The masters had somewhat greater problems, but the resentful yin souls clinging to them all looked similar, meaning they had only fought others of their own school.
As for the Venue Master of the Heavenly Mechanism Taoist Grounds, he was utterly clean.
Only one sort of person could be that clean: someone truly good.
Even if he killed,