The monk died, and the black water thrown to the ground began to slowly crawl towards the person closest to it as if it came alive. The person attacked, and when the spiritual power hit the black water, the black water seemed to absorb the spiritual power and instantly exploded and flew towards the person.
The black water seeped into the man's heart, and he rolled on the ground with a painful expression. His eyes turned red and finally completely black, even the whites of his eyes disappeared. Finally, the man's body quickly shriveled up and he died in pain.
"No, we can't kill it." A monk collapsed. "If this goes on, when people from above come, they will definitely find out what we did. Then we will definitely die miserably. Everyone, think of a solution quickly."
"This black gas is the demonic energy that has turned into a spirit, and it has actually been refined!" A cultivator saw the clue.
"It's looking for a host. We humans can't withstand its power. It must be a half-demon or a demon to be its host."
"The demons are imprisoned in the Demon Sea, and the surrounding half-demons are too weak." A cultivator roared as he lowered his head to the black ball, "Is there any other way? Where's the black net that caught it in the first place?"
The black net covered the black ball, but the power of the black gas was so strong that the black net seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
"Wasn't the target of that ball of evil energy that little half-demon? Let him try!" a cultivator suggested.
Soon, Lian Ji and Lu Wuxiu were caught at the scene.
Lian Ji had already escaped far away, but was suddenly brought back. She was so scared that she kowtowed repeatedly.
"Go and let the things in the black web be transferred to your son. If you succeed, we will let you go." The old man who captured Lian Ji promised.
Lian Ji's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she grabbed the black net and moved closer to Lu Wuxiu. Lu Wuxiu was grabbed by the shoulders by the monks, and he struggled constantly, but to no avail.
"Mom, don't kill me!" Lu Wuxiu spoke and cried.
"Now is the time for you to repay your mother. As long as you accept this thing obediently, we will write off everything." Lian Ji's tone became very gentle, but her eyes were excited.
Lu Wuxiu stopped struggling. Lian Ji lifted the black net and used the hard part of the black ball to pierce Lu Wuxiu's heart.
The monk who was holding Lu Wuxiu was afraid that the black ball would crawl towards him, so he let go and flew away. Lu Wuxiu fell softly to the ground, his face pale, sweat on his forehead, and his face full of pain, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Lian Ji ran away early after finishing the tattoo. She came to the old man and knelt down and kowtowed: "I'm done, I can leave now!"
The old man nodded. As Lian Ji's footsteps quickly ran away, Lu Wuxiu, who was struggling to hold on, finally couldn't hold back the pain and cried out.
"Should we kill him?" the monk in the distance asked his companion.
"If we kill him, what if that thing runs away?" someone objected.
"He can't die now, and he can't die near us." The old man said, "Send someone to take him to another place and leave him there to fend for himself."
Lu Wuxiu could no longer shout. His eyes were red and his gaze was dull. His consciousness gradually became blurred. A buzzing sound came from his ears, and the conversation of the monks gradually became quieter.
"Let's send it to the territory of Yanjian Sect. There are many sword cultivators there, but they are not very cautious. It will not be a problem for them to deal with that thing, and they will not trace it back to us..."
Lu Wuxiu could no longer hear the rest of the words as he had completely lost consciousness.
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