At the thought of this, Quirrell was already thinking of retreating. Although he had never lost a battle in his life, it was only because he had yet to meet a truly tough opponent. If Quirrell was a sharp steel needle, then Qin Lang would be a merciless subway hammer that could hammer this steel needle until it deformed.
"Didn't you tell me not to run?" Qin Lang said to Quirrell. "Why are you thinking of running now? However, are you sure you can escape from my hands? Polar Astral Pirates are experts in escaping. Haven't you studied my information before? How could you not know? "
Qin Lang controlled Little Dimensional Flea and easily overtook Quirrell, blocking his path of escape. He then said in a pitiful tone, "A Life Stealer, your life will be stolen by others sooner or later. Your time has come."
After saying this, Qin Lang punched out. Quirrell still wanted to escape, but he discovered that the Laws of Space had been completely locked down, so there was no way for him to escape. When Qin Lang's fist came crashing down, it was really like a hammer, hitting Quirrell squarely in the chest. Quirrell immediately felt as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. However, it was not his bones that were falling apart, but the Law Energies in his body had started to collapse. Any one of these Law Energies was something that Quirrell had spent countless years tempering. Every single one of them was abnormally powerful and possessed unimaginable strength. However, these Law Energies had become abnormally weak in front of Qin Lang. Qin Lang's punch did not cause any serious injuries to Quirrell. Instead, it caused his Law Energies to collapse bit by bit, all of which had been sucked dry by Qin Lang.
Without the power of laws, one would lose their cultivation realm and even their lifespan would be rapidly sucked away. Therefore, by the time Qin Lang retracted his fist, Quirrell had already been robbed of everything he had. Quirrell, who was known as a genius amongst the Life Stealers, was now a cripple. He was no different from an ordinary person, and he only had around ten years of lifespan left.
Qin Lang had not completely killed Quirrell. He had only sucked away all of his excess lifespan. Of course, he had also extracted the power of the laws he cultivated. Quirrell was now nothing. He was no longer a Life Stealer. His future days would probably be worse than death.
"Why don't you just kill me!?" Quirrell Qin Lang bellowed, his voice hoarse.
"Kill you? I'm just a thief, a thief among thieves. I'll just steal your life. Why must I kill you? " Qin Lang said to Quirrell. "Moreover, I can also use you to warn some of the Life Stealers who are trying to find trouble with me. I'll let them know that I'm not to be trifled with. Even though I'm now a Foreign Delegate of the Netherworld Nine Hells, it doesn't mean that I've already started cultivating my character."
After saying this, Qin Lang could no longer be bothered with Quirrell.
"I'll definitely get my revenge for today's humiliation!" Quirrell bellowed furiously in the direction where Qin Lang had disappeared. He believed that Qin Lang had only extracted his lifespan and power. However, his talent in cultivation was still there. As long as he received the care of the Life Stealers, he would be able to recover his lifespan very quickly. Then, he would just have to start all over again. If he were to cultivate again, he would definitely be able to get twice the results with half the effort. When his cultivation and power increased once more, he would definitely take revenge on that damned Polar Astral Pirate. He would make him suffer a fate worse than death!
At the thought of this, Quirrell believed that this failure was not a complete failure. He still felt that there was a chance. Moreover, a Life Stealer had already found him. Therefore, Quirrell hurriedly asked him to bring him back to the headquarters of the Life Stealers, hoping that he could receive treatment there.
Quirrell was one of the geniuses in the Life Stealers. Therefore, after he was injured, he was immediately treated by the best doctors. As Quirrell received treatment, he said to an old man, "Master, don't worry. As long as my lifespan is replenished, I'll definitely double my cultivation and cultivate diligently. I'll definitely surpass my previous self. When that time comes, I'll find the Polar Astral Pirate and avenge my humiliation!"
The old man nodded lightly and said, "That's how it should be. You're a genius among the Life Stealers, so you shouldn't be beaten down by a single setback. I believe that you'll be able to stand up again and take revenge … What did you say?!"
The latter part of the old man's question was not directed at Quirrell, but at the doctor. It was because the doctor had said that there was no way for Quirrell to recover. There was no way to replenish his lifespan, and there was no way for him to recover ever again.
"Elder, Quirrell is finished. There's no way to replenish his lifespan because there's no way for him to construct any nomological powers in his body. You can give it a try yourself," the doctor said to the old man.
"That's impossible!" The old man clearly did not believe it. Therefore, he immediately tried to construct nomological powers in Quirrell's body to forcibly increase his strength. However, he discovered that the nomological powers he injected into Quirrell's body were like clay oxen entering the sea, instantly disappearing without a trace. It was as if Quirrell had been poisoned by a very mysterious poison. However, this poison did not destroy Quirrell's organs, only the nomological powers in his body.
At this moment, the old man finally understood why Quirrell was finished. If Quirrell could not construct nomological powers in his body, then he would be a cripple. There was no value in his existence at all. Therefore, the old man quickly made up his mind. "Throw him out!"
"Master! Master! Don't give up on me! " Quirrell was no fool. Of course, he knew that once the old man gave up on him, he would be dead for sure. This was because those at the bottom of the hierarchy hated the Life Thieves the most. Without the protection of the Life Thieves, Quirrell would be more useless than a cripple!
However, the old man did not even spare Quirrell a glance. Then, with a wave of his hand, the doctor tossed Quirrell away like he was a piece of trash. From then on, there was no longer a person like Quirrell in the Life Thieves' organization.
In fact, the reason why Qin Lang did not kill Quirrell was because he wanted to try it on Quirrell. He wanted to see if his Rule of Law Poison had been completely successful. Qin Lang's so-called Rule of Law Poison was actually forging a microscopic nomological power and fusing it into the gaps of his opponent's nomological laws. This microscopic nomological law would be like a maggot in a tarsal bone, constantly corroding and corroding the opponent's nomological powers until they were completely corroded.
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