Only then did everyone at the Spirit Pivot Institute seem to awaken from a dream.
Shen Jingwan, Liu Mingyan, and the others hurried forward with their people to tend to the eight "puppets" who lay limp on the ground, injured by the shock. Their gazes toward Lu Changfeng were filled with awe.
Lu Changfeng seemed oblivious to the commotion around him. He walked straight up to the monster pinned to the wall.
Though the monster was sealed in ice, the venom and terror in its slit pupils remained clearly visible.
It was time to test his newly acquired martial art.
With a thought, Lu Changfeng quietly began circulating the Flame Charm Art he had just obtained.
Two invisible flames seemed to kindle within his eyes. His gaze instantly grew unfathomably deep, piercing straight into the depths of the monster's mind, which was already on the verge of collapse from fear and pain!
To the onlookers, Lu Changfeng was merely gazing silently at the monster.
Yet within Lu Changfeng's "vision," fragments of the monster's memories flashed and unfolded before him like pages swept up by a gale-a gloomy secret chamber... Yin Xuanhe's hoarse instructions... Gao Jian pacing anxiously... the cold and the waiting as it lurked beneath Zhao Zheng's armor...
And finally, that clear command: "Wait until his strength is spent, then kill him with a single strike!"
Under the probing gaze of the Flame Charm Art, the causes and consequences were swiftly pieced together like a shattered puzzle, filling in every gap.
A moment later, the strange light in Lu Changfeng's eyes slowly faded.
He now knew who had masterminded all this, as well as every detail of the deadly trap.
Lu Changfeng straightened.
The Three Baleful Skeletons and Zhao Lanjun were well versed in such matters. They had already