Wu Chang Jie

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Chapter 253
The Yin energy emanating from Fan Wu She's body made Xie Bi An's hair stand up. Mo Shang Cun's transformation illusion just now not only made him overwhelmed with grief, but also greatly stimulated Fan Wu She. If the Heavenly Secret Talisman wasn't in his own hands, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xie Bi An just realized that the Heavenly Secret Talisman was slightly warming up in front of his chest at this time, as if responding to a call. He reached out and touched it, and he couldn't help but shudder with fear. He took a deep breath, braced himself, stood in front of Fan Wu She, and said again in a steady voice: "Wu She, I need you to restrain yourself. I need you to regain consciousness. He has been provoking you by all means. You are no longer a prisoner of the Infernal Hell. You don't have to be controlled by him."

Fan Wu She's eyes were clearly struggling.

Mo Shang Cun added fuel to the fire on one side: "Your good big brother is only using you. He doesn't care about your life or death. He just wants to save Lord Lan."

Xie Bi An's sword swept out. A bloody channel was opened at the left side of Mo Shang Cun's face from the corner of his mouth to the root of his ear. His body twitched twice, and his face became gradually distorted under the stimulation of pain, yet he was still laughing without fear of death.

If it were not for the need to ask him about Lan Chui Han's whereabouts, Xie Bi An would have cut his tongue directly.

Fan Wu She stared at Xie Bi An. His gaze was clearly resistant, cold, and guarded, but it seemed to be longing for something. He frowned and pondered for a long time before extending a hand towards Xie Bi An and said in a hoarse voice, "The Heavenly Secret Talisman."

Seeing Xie Bi An's expression didn't change, he aggravated his tone: "Give me the Heavenly Secret Talisman!"

"The Heavenly Secret Talisman was handed over to me by you to prevent you from being manipulated by hatred and anger and inducing your inner demons." Xie Bi An looked straight at Fan Wu She. His gaze was frank and penetrating, "Do you remember?"

"Give it to me!" Fan Wu She's face gradually twisted.

"I can't give it to you." Xie Bi An once again tried to reach out and put his hand over the jade token.

But his chest suddenly burned hot. Xie Bi An let out a cry of pain as the Heavenly Secret Talisman broke through the barrier of his clothes and flew back into Fan Wu She's hand with a whoosh.

Like pouring oil on the fire, the black death aura around Fan Wu She's body was burning like a black flame.

Xie Bi An said anxiously: "Wu She!"

Fan Wu She was dragging Mo Shang Cun. He leaped to the black dragon pillar and tied Mo Shang Cun up with the instruments of torture embedded in the dragon pillar. He stretched out his fingers and stroked the grooves of the totem on the dragon pillar. Those dark brown marks were the blood that had flowed on it. He looked down again and saw that all the blood was converging to the pool under his feet.

This Nine Dragon Formation, with the blood pool as the eye, was born to suppress the most powerful resentment in the Underworld. Otherwise, those fierce ghosts who suffered in the Infernal Hell would destroy the entire Underworld with their resentment.

And this black dragon pillar, which was the eye of the formation, would always be reserved for the most powerful ghosts.

Fan Wu She's gaze swept over the trembling execution officers who had nowhere to run: "Come here."

Several execution officers came under the black dragon pillar as they were told, and they naturally knew what Fan Wu She wanted to do.

Fan Wu She retreated to one side and said with a grim smile, "Do it."