Chapter 1102 - Heavenly Coffin
When the black-robed man let his guard down, Liu Wuxie seized the opening and activated Soul Capture.
The man's vision swam as if an unseen force had torn away his soul straight from his body. Scattered thoughts overwhelmed him, and he couldn't muster even a shred of strength.
In less than a thousandth of a second, a golden beam pierced his soul sea and embedded itself into his primordial spirit just as awareness returned to him.
Tension clenched the four women as they watched from the side. The moment the black-robed man revealed the Black Talisman, they became anxious.
"What do we do? Should we help Big Brother Liu?" Chen Ruoyan gripped her whip, poised to rush in.
"Wait!" Xu Lingxue stopped her. "He definitely has a plan."
A minute later, the black-robed man lost his aura, and his expression shifted. When he looked at Liu Wuxie again, his gaze was brimming with reverence.
Within Liu Wuxie's faith pool, a refined, black-robed figure formed—handsome and poised. The same man who had just tried to kill him was now kneeling before him.
"Greetings, Master," he said reverently.
The four women stood stunned. A breath ago, they were witnessing a life-or-death battle. Now, the enemy was kneeling before Liu Wuxie?
"What's your name?" Liu Wuxie asked coolly, letting him kneel.
"My name is Hei Kui, a rogue cultivator," the man answered. "Centuries ago, I discovered a strange cultivation method that allowed me to refine Drought Wraiths. I emerged from seclusion just ten days ago... and I encountered you."