"On the contrary, there is a very special [curse] in this world that can produce such an effect."
"[Profane Soul Curse]!"
"If I remember correctly, in this world... only my mother should be able to use this [Profane Soul Curse], why can our master?"
Wen Zhe opened his mouth to scold nonsense, but just as he moved his lips, he felt extremely stiff all over.
Facing Shangli Weiran's eyes that were slowly stained red, he couldn't help making a trembling sound.
"High Priest, you should know what our master's true identity is, right?"
Li Weiran grabbed Wen Zhe's clothes, approached him slowly, and whispered in his ear: "Dear high priest, are you willing to tell me? Who is our master?"
"You're crazy!!" Wen Zhe roared, "It's a big taboo to inquire about the identity of the master, do you want to court death? I will never tell..."
His voice stopped abruptly, because long nails had grown out of Li Undyed's fingers at some point, directly scratching the skin of his neck.
Wisps of black smoke entered his body from the depths of his undyed fingertips.
Li Weiran's laughing voice rang in his ears.
"That's great, I almost forgot, I know how to [Search God Curse], as long as I pull out your three souls and seven souls from your body, and then use [Search God Curse], I will naturally get what I want. s answer."
"However, High Priest, I'm so sorry, this process may be a bit painful! Moreover, the soul swallowed by the [God Search Curse] will be wiped out, and it will never be reborn forever."
Wen Zhe's body was already shaking like chaff.
He was not afraid when Zhong Li burned his face with magic fire just now.
When implementing the second set of plans and getting ready for Di Ming Jue to kill him, he was still not afraid.
But at this moment, facing Li Weiran's seemingly lazy and harmless smiling face, fear and despair surged from the bottom of his heart.
It felt... even like facing the master.
"Li Weiran, you... you can't do this?"
"Killing me is tantamount to ruining the master's transformation, master... he will never let you go... Li Weiran!!"
Li Weiran watched Wen Zhe's dying struggle with a smile, howling in pain.
The three souls and seven souls in the demon's body were pulled out little by little.
The smile on Li Weiran's face became brighter and brighter, like a child, full of interest.
However, at the next moment, his face suddenly changed, and his figure quickly retreated.
"Li Weiran..."
A deep, thick voice with an indistinguishable timbre slowly sounded from the void.
"Don't you want to know who I am?"
"Then, I'll satisfy you!"
Li Weiran's pupils suddenly shrank, and the ice-blue eyes were flushed red.
His eyes fixed on the figure that was slowly condensing and forming in front of him.
A flash of ecstasy flashed in Wen Zhe's eyes, and he fell to his knees with a plop, "See Master!"
The man ignored Wen Zhe, but continued to say to Li Weiran: "But anyone who has seen my true face will all die."
"Li Weiran, are you ready?"
…
Far away, on the eaves of the main hall about a few kilometers away from the temple.
A tall and pretty "woman" was looking in the direction of the temple from a distance, frowning slightly.
"I seem to have sensed the breath of the young master just now."