Elder Zuo Wu never thought that he would actually be completely resurrected; even his internal injuries had been healed, and he was brimming with energy and vigor. He didn't need to guess to know that this had to be the strength of that Almighty senior who had directly dragged him out of the space layer with one hand. To actually be able to bring someone back from the dead, what kind of formidable power was this?
Elder Zuo Wu's gaze couldn't help focusing on the simple black ring in Little Silver's hand. He didn't know its origin, but he was sure that it was the ring's power that had brought him back to life. A magic ring with a resurrection attribute … it was obvious that it had to have been made by that senior behind the scenes.
When he had seen a pair of big hands appear earlier, it had to be this senior who had delivered the ring.
Looking at Elder Zuo Wu's stupefied face, Little Silver couldn't help spreading his hands. "This is all basic, no need to be too shocked. My Master actually doesn't need a ring to bring people back to life. "
Bring people back to life without a magic artifact …
Elder Zuo Wu's heart shook. Could it be that your master is the embodiment of Heavenly Dao?
But in the end, Elder Zuo Wu didn't dare ask directly, because he had already realized that his strength and that of the Almighty senior behind the scenes weren't in the same dimension at all. This Almighty senior was even more powerful than President Bai … Even President Bai couldn't create a magic artifact with a resurrection attribute.
As far as Elder Zuo Wu knew, there was a resurrection spell, but it had long been lost. Furthermore, when he recalled his experience of being resurrected just now, it was more like the power of this resurrection ring had frozen his soul in place and directly used it as a foundation to recreate a brand new body.
It wasn't hard for Elder Zuo Wu to determine this, because he had been conscious throughout the resurrection process.
As for what Little Silver said about being able to bring people back to life without a magic artifact …
Elder Zuo Wu felt that he had no reason not to believe it.
This was a power that was in a completely different dimension. At that moment, Elder Zuo Wu didn't even dare think about what level that senior was at.
"I'm very curious." After experiencing death by self-detonation once, Elder Zuo Wu had calmed down. "Given the strength of this senior behind the scenes, it should be easy for him to kill President Bai if he wants to uphold justice. Why go through so much trouble? "
"Because this is a society ruled by law!" Little Silver replied swiftly.
Elder Zuo Wu was lost in thought at this response, and he had nothing to say in response.
Although Little Silver hadn't been with Wang Ling for long, he had learned a lot about the rules of human society. Most of the time, one's worldview would be influenced by one's surroundings. Little Silver had always felt that following Wang Ling unswervingly was the right decision.
As Elder Zuo Wu had said, given Master's methods, it would be a piece of cake for him to get rid of President Bai … But in the current situation, they had to send this President Bai to prison alive to "play mahjong," which was much more difficult than just getting rid of him.
Because there were still too many unknown secrets about President Bai.
Sitting cross-legged, Elder Zuo Wu looked inside his brand-new body. As expected, the curse mark which President Bai had originally carved into his body had disappeared.
This curse was used to prevent members of the Demon Hunters Association from divulging the organization's secrets, but it was only effective on humans. Among the many high-level members of the Demon Hunters Association, only Mr. Lu was a demon. Now that Elder Zuo Wu thought about it carefully, he felt that the reason President Bai kept Mr Lu by his side all this time was probably to prevent Mr Lu from carelessly divulging the secret.
Everything made sense now …
Elder Zuo Wu sighed in his heart as he recalled President Bai's furious demand to find Mr Lu as soon as possible when there was no news of him a while ago.
"Since you already have Mr Lu's statement, why do you still insist on finding me?" Elder Zuo Wu asked as he stared at Little Silver.
"After all, Mr Lu is a demon, and humans and demons walk different paths. Even if Mr Lu has some information on the Demon Hunters Association, it's definitely limited, right?" Little Silver replied.
Hearing this, Elder Zuo Wu's body shook. He never expected this seemingly harmless silver-haired young man, who seemed a little otherworldly, to actually be a guy with a pretty high IQ. In fact, this was indeed the case. President Bai hadn't told Mr Lu everything, and the truth was that Mr Lu knew very little.
Hm … it was actually Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal who had taught Little Silver everything in the car.
Elder Zuo Wu sighed deeply. "Since you want to know so much, then leave. I'm willing to tell you the truth … I've already lost this fight."
"Eh? You admit defeat just like that? I thought you'd resist a few more times … You should still have the Tian Gang Grenades on you, right? Why don't you blow them up a few more times? When they exploded just now, the Lightning Tribulation inside was like fireworks; I think it was really pretty! "Little Silver's eyes widened.
"…"
Elder Zuo Wu realized that this silver-haired young man seemed a little dim-witted!
"I'm indebted to President Bai, so I really couldn't betray him before. In order to keep this secret, I could even sacrifice my life. But I've already died once, so I don't owe him anything, "Elder Zuo Wu said lightly.
His words were very clear, but Little Silver didn't let down his guard.
…
In the SUV, after confirming that Elder Zuo Wu had surrendered, Little Silver used his clone to keep an eye on Elder Zuo Wu as he immediately took out his phone and started to type a text message.
Out of the corner of his eye, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal glanced at the recipient of Little Silver's text message and felt that the number was a little familiar. "Who are you texting?"
"Little Master," Little Silver replied quickly.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was blank … Master was Wang Ling, but who was Little Master?
"Brother Silver, is this Little Master related to Brother Ling?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal asked.
"Of course, isn't Little Master the scapegoat for Master?" Little Silver replied.
Realization dawned on Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal. "…" So this Little Master was talking about Odd Zhuo … What freaking Little Master!
After Little Silver stayed by Elder Zuo Wu's side for about ten minutes, the police were the first to arrive on the scene. Because of the thunderstorm caused by the Tian Gang Thunder, the residents in the neighborhood had been alarmed, and a number of fire trucks and police cars had swiftly sealed off the basement of this apartment building.
Although the basement was already a mess, when the police and firefighters arrived, none of them took action. That was because before they had arrived, Warden Liang had called from the top to tell them to follow Director Zhuo's arrangements.
Odd Zhuo had been the chief commander of President Bai's case from the very beginning, so it was quite reasonable for him to be in charge of this matter.
"That's the situation, Mr Little Silver. Director Zhuo will be here soon." The district police captain saluted Little Silver.
On the side, Elder Zuo Wu, who was sitting cross-legged, raised his eyelids lazily. "Director Zhuo? Who is this? "He thought the name sounded a little familiar …
"My Little Master," Little Silver replied.
"Very strong?"
"Of course! The Master of Shadow Stream, Devil Emperor Gua Pi and the Master of Immortal Mansion all fell at his hands! "
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