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"": "Luo Bin's breath caught.
Why would Bai Guanli ask that?
His tone sounded rather unfriendly.
Earlier, Bai Guanli had said Luo Bin belonged to Primordial Calculation, and Luo Bin had not denied it. With Primordial Calculation's Yin-Yang Arts as further proof, there was no need to confirm it.
Why would Bai Guanli question him now?
What about him did not seem like someone from Primordial Calculation?
Luo Bin was considering his answer when he felt someone pressing close behind him.
Bai Guanli was so close!
No... something was wrong!
His ears were still plugged with cotton. How could he hear anyone speaking?
Was this another illusion created by the three corpse worms?
A gust of force struck toward the back of his neck. Bai Guanli was clearly attacking!
Without turning, Luo Bin suddenly lunged down, grabbed the Bronze Club, and struck it hard!
He immediately let out a groan of pain.
His palm felt as though it had closed around a branding iron. Even his skin seemed to melt from the heat!
The Bronze Club fell to the ground again with a clang.
The force vanished.
Everything fell silent once more.
Panting, Luo Bin climbed to his feet and looked back. Behind him, Bai Guanli, Bai Su, and Bai Xian all wore grave expressions.
Zhang Yunxi's eyelids kept twitching. Hu Jin did not control his expression as well as the others, and his horror remained plain.
The fleshy globes serving as lamps were burning perfectly well. There were no white worms on the ground at all.
All he could see were a few worms wriggling back inside around the edges of the lamps.
So the falling white worms had been an illusion too? Just to make him lower his guard?
*Once he fought the "Bai