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"": "Song Tianzhu had ten thousand curses to spit out. He had been made a sacrifice, tied up here with so many evil spirits trailing behind him. He was about to die without even a place to bury his remains, and he was still supposed to keep quiet?
Just as his muffled roar began to rise again, Luo Bin's finger suddenly flicked, slitting Song Tianzhu's throat over his Adam's apple.
Cartilage lay exposed, and blood immediately gushed out.
Yes, the best end for Song Tianzhu would have been to be torn apart alive by evil spirits, tortured until he finally died.
But Song Tianzhu was not obedient enough. Or rather, his fear of impending death had overwhelmed the terror Luo Bin inspired in him.
That flick of Luo Bin's finger left Song Tianzhu unable to make much noise.
He would die before he could suffer for very long.
Still, that was enough.
Song Tianzhu had delivered many people to the Floating Tortoise Mountain Taoist Grounds, earning their favor. Combined with his own abilities, that had made him the young family head.
Now, he had not only become a homeless stray, but was about to be killed by evil spirits, with the very Floating Tortoise Mountain Taoist Grounds that could save him right before his eyes.
The despair he felt now should be no less than Huang Ying's had been back then, should it?
"Be a good person in your next life." With that, Luo Bin turned and left.
He had not gone far before he saw a considerable number of evil spirits gathering around Song Tianzhu out of the corner of his eye.
Song Tianzhu was swallowed up.
Before long, Luo Bin returned to the Mountain God Temple.
The temple was utterly silent. From outside, nothing