Zaun received the "Book of Records" from Lu Sheng in the secret realm, which gave him a natural sense of foresight regarding danger.
In that instant, some images flashed through his mind. He hurriedly dodged to the side and frantically used the Primordial Chaos Scripture to protect his entire body.
However, the opponent's curse was too unpredictable and could not be avoided by his physical evasion.
As the scarecrow's right arm was torn off, Zuan felt a mysterious force enveloping his shoulder, and his entire arm experienced a tearing pain, with the skin ripped open and blood flowing freely.
Fortunately, after being tempered by the Primordial Chaos Qi for several rounds, his body was already incredibly resilient, which prevented it from being torn apart by the curse technique immediately.
He then quickly used the Primordial Chaos Scripture to heal his damaged arm, and the wounds on it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But that strange force did not disappear; it continued to tear at the muscles in his arm.
The relentless process of tearing, repairing, and tearing again was enough to make even Zaun's willpower gasp. The pain wasn't necessarily the most important thing; the key was that if this strange power didn't dissipate, his body would eventually give way.
Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he immediately activated the Gluttonous Devouring Heaven Technique. It was as if a black hole appeared on his shoulder, and then those strange powers were gradually absorbed into the black hole.
The rate at which the wound on his shoulder was breaking down also slowed down visibly, and the flesh soon healed itself again.
Zhang Jie, on the other side, was completely dumbfounded. The scene before him was quite contrary to his common sense. How could someone be unharmed after being affected by his curse?
At this moment, a trace of fear flashed through his heart, and he was no longer as calm as before. He no longer dared to play the cat and mouse game. Instead, he twisted the scarecrow's head and wanted to take its life directly.
Zuan felt a pain in his neck, but by this time he had already figured out the opponent's tricks and was already circulating the Gluttonous Devouring Heaven Technique throughout his body, absorbing all those strange powers.
"How is this possible!" Zhang Jie almost collapsed when he saw that Zu An was unharmed.
He bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood, muttering strange syllables, and various black lines began to appear on his face.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely eerie, as if some terrifying and bizarre thing was about to be summoned.
Zuan dared not take any more risks. The opponent's curse was too bizarre, and who knew if he could handle what they had created this time.
So he asked directly, "What are you looking at?"
Zhang Jie was taken aback, and instinctively replied, "What are you looking at?"
This interruption slightly halted his summoning ritual, and he was greeted by a dazzling sword light.
"I regret it so much, really, why did I have to pay attention to him? I still had my most powerful move to use, I'm so unwilling!" These were Zhang Jie's last thoughts before he died, and his intense unwillingness made it impossible for him to close his eyes even after he breathed his last.
As he died, the eerie atmosphere in the room gradually faded, and even the terrifying and powerful aura disappeared. Zuan wiped away his cold sweat, thinking that these wizards' methods were really hard to guard against, and he almost had a disaster.
He woke up the unconscious people in the room. Xiao Jianren and the others breathed a sigh of relief when they learned that Zhang Jie, the culprit, had been executed. However, they were also saddened when they learned that their comrade had died in battle.
Everyone in their line of work will eventually face this day; they never know when it will be their turn.
At this point, Zuan said, "Give them both a proper burial and provide generous compensation to their families. I will also submit a petition to secure them a place in the Hall of Glory."
"Your Excellency is truly virtuous!" Xiao Jianren and the others were all invigorated. The Hall of Glory was the highest honor a deceased Embroidered-Robe Envoy could receive. Every year, many Embroidered-Robe Envoys died, but only a select few could enter the Hall of Glory.
This is not only a recognition of their achievements, but also a guarantee of wealth for their families for at least three generations.
Zu An glanced at Zhang Zitong beside him and continued, "In the Zhang Jie case, it was thanks to Zhang Zitong's report and exposure, and her cooperation in setting a trap, that we were able to bring the culprit to justice."
Zhang Zitong was startled and looked at him with a complicated expression.
Xiao Jianren and the others were taken aback, but those who could reach this position were all shrewd people, and they quickly realized that the other party wanted to protect her, so they naturally had no objections.
The room was too bloody, so Xiao Jianren and others cleaned up the mess, while Zu An took Zhang Zitong to another room.
"Don't think I'll be grateful to you. Your actions are nothing more than making it impossible for me to stay in my former camp, and you also intend to lure out the enemy." Zhang Zitong spoke after a long silence.
Actually, she didn't have much of a relationship with Zhang Jie, and this was the first time she had heard about his relationship with his father.
In addition, the other party had just tried to silence him, so dying was no big deal.
She simply couldn't understand why the Eleventh Lord would let her go, and after thinking it over, this was the only reason.
Zuan said calmly, "Otherwise, what other intentions do you think I have?"
Zhang Zitong's face turned pale. "Oh right, why am I being so delusional?"
At this moment, Zu'an spoke up: "Since you've already died once, cherish this life and live it again. After all, the injustice done to your parents has not been cleared up."
"Besides, Tao Qing and Yan Ke were also your colleagues. If you commit suicide, how can you face their sacrifice?"
Zhang Zitong's expression shifted between light and dark, and after a long while, she nodded: "Okay!"
Zu An finally breathed a sigh of relief. Besides the reason he had just mentioned, he kept this woman around because she was involved with the grandson of the former emperor. He thought it would be a good idea to keep her around as a backup plan, since they were Zhao Hao's enemies and might come in handy sometime.
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