Years ago in the world of Sadeya, when Zuo Yi had just become a Grand Knight, he had received an important mission to hunt down an evil Dark Warlock single-handedly.
After an arduous and fierce battle, at the last moment, he threw out a long sword and pierced the Dark Warlock's heart.
Zuo Yi thought he had won, but the Dark Warlock's vitality was extremely strong. After his heart was pierced, he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead. When Zuo Yi pulled out the long sword, the Dark Warlock suddenly attacked.
In the end, the Dark Warlock failed to escape, but Zuo Yi almost failed miserably in his victory. He had to lie in bed for more than half a month before he recovered.
This incident taught Zuo Yi a very profound lesson. First of all, he should not trust his own eyes too much. What he saw might not be the truth.
Secondly, the last hit was very important. It was a matter of life and death.
Lastly, it was always better to be safe than sorry!
The horse-faced Tame Master in front of him seemed to be dead on the surface. He was not breathing and had no heartbeat. The emergency doctor could only declare him dead.
However, no matter how well he disguised himself, there was no way he could conceal his own flame of life and deceive Zuo Yi's senses!
To deal with such a "fake" dead person, Zuo Yi did not use his fists anymore.
He flicked out a small flame with his fingers.
This flame was only three or four centimeters in size. It did not look much different from the flame of an ordinary candle, except that its color was extremely pure.
It silently flew forward five or six meters and landed on the corpse of the horse-faced Tame Master.
Boom!
Like a burning match being thrown into a barrel of gasoline, the raging flame soared into the sky and completely covered the corpse of the horse-faced Tame Master.
"Ah!"
The horse-faced Gong Tau master, who seemed to be deader than dead, suddenly let out an incomparably shrill scream. He abruptly jumped up and then fell down heavily. Soon after, he was completely silent.
The flame that Zuo Yi flicked out contained the terrifying power of the Holy Fighting Aura. It could even melt a body of steel, let alone a body of flesh and blood. The horse-faced Tame Master, who had pretended to be dead, was burned to ashes in an instant.
Only a wisp of green smoke was left, which dissipated into the air in the blink of an eye.
The oath of punishing evil had been completed!
Feeling the surging power from the brand of faith, Zuo Yi lit a cigarette for himself.
It was time to go home.
Although he hadn't been away from home for long, he missed his family very much.
Just as Zuo Yi was about to turn and leave, he caught a glimpse of the dark red cane on the ground from the corner of his eye.
This was the magic weapon that the horse-faced Taming Head Master had originally used. It had dropped when he had sent it flying with a punch.
Zuo Yi thought for a moment. Then, he stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion. The rattan cane was immediately pulled into his hand by an invisible force.
Without examining it carefully, Zuo Yi stored the cane into his spatial ring.
Just treat it as a tourist souvenir.
Zuo Yi flicked the cigarette ash and stepped out of the messy back hall. He walked through the long corridor and returned to the front hall.
The front hall was in a state of chaos. A group of people ran over after hearing the commotion. Some of them were furious, some were shouting, and some were treating the unconscious people on the ground.
"Sasito!"
One of them suddenly noticed Zuo Yi and immediately shouted. Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to him.
The palace instantly became very quiet. Dozens of people in strange clothes were eyeing Zuo Yi covetously, their eyes filled with murderous glints!
"Who are you?"
A burly man with a bare upper body came out of the crowd and shouted at Zuo Yi, "Did you do this?"
His English was pretty good.
Zuo Yi nodded. "Yes."
"Then you can go to hell!"
The burly man pulled out a pistol from his trouser pocket with a ferocious smile. Then, he aimed at Zuo Yi and pulled the trigger!
Bang!
Zuo Yi suddenly raised his hand to block in front of his eyes.
He flipped his wrist and a yellow bullet appeared in his palm. It shone with a metallic luster under the light.
The burly man's move was indeed unexpected. Who would have thought that there would be someone carrying a gun in the mysterious Witch God Temple? However, even if he was carrying a Vulcan cannon and firing at Zuo Yi, it would not have any effect, let alone a weak pistol.
The burly man and his companions were all stunned!
Catching a bullet with his bare hands?
Even a powerful Tame Head Master would not dare to use his flesh and blood to fight against modern weapons directly.
A sense of fear rose in many people's hearts. They quietly took two steps back.
"Go to hell!"
The burly man did not believe it and wanted to shoot Zuo Yi again.
"Hmph!"
However, before he could pull the trigger, Zuo Yi snorted coldly.
He rewarded the burly man with a "God-killing Spike".
The burly man immediately felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His eyes were glazed and his body trembled. Blood gushed out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth at the same time. He fell backward heavily on the ground.
Such a strange scene fell into the eyes of the people around him. They were all scared out of their wits.
The Tame Head Masters' faces also changed greatly!
No one knew who shouted, but the group of people were like rabbits being chased away by a lion. They screamed and ran for their lives in a panic.
In the blink of an eye, they were all gone.
However, a Tame Head Master in a green robe stayed. He stood at the door of the main hall with difficulty. His expression changed constantly. He wanted to raise the cane in his hand several times, but he did not have enough courage to cast spells to attack.
Zuo Yi asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to run?"
The green-robed Tame Head Master was silent.
Right at this moment, an earth-shattering clamor came from outside. The people who had escaped earlier actually ran back one after another, and all of them had excited expressions on their faces.
They spread out in the main hall and surrounded Zuo Yi!
At this moment, these guys no longer looked at Zuo Yi with fear in their eyes. Instead, they looked at him with the meaning of "you are dead".
"Is the boss here?"
Zuo Yi was a little curious.
In the next moment, another group of people swarmed into the main hall.
This group of people was much more high-class in terms of dress and demeanor. Most of them were Tame Head Masters with cane in their hands. However, the color of their robes was different, which obviously represented their status in the temple.
Among them, the most eye-catching one was undoubtedly a white-robed Tame Head Master who was surrounded in the middle like a moon surrounded by stars.
He looked very young and quite handsome. However, his bald head was full of dark blue totems. There was also a bright red round mole between his eyebrows, which made him look quite strange.
The white-robed Tame Head Master was holding a golden staff inlaid with a huge ruby!
Asura!
A name suddenly came to Zuo Yi's mind.
The two of them looked at each other. The white-robed Tame Head Master bowed slightly and said, "May I ask if you are from Da Xia?"
His Chinese was fluent, and his voice was magnetic. It made people feel very comfortable listening to him.
"Yes."
Zuo Yi smiled slightly. "You are Asura, aren't you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the main hall who could understand Chinese glared at him!
Because among these people, Asura was the representative of the supreme Grand Magus God in the human world. He was like a real god.
If Zuo Yi knew this, he would immediately kneel down and beg for forgiveness!
"Blasphemer!" "Kneel down!" "Die!"
Roars, angry roars, and reprimands abruptly resounded, and like a violent storm, they rushed towards Zuo Yi.
Asura raised his hand, and all the noises instantly disappeared!
This great Tame Head Master's prestige was very high.
"I'm Asura."
The white-robed Tame Head Master said with a smile, "May I ask your name and why you are here?"
Since the other party was so polite, Zuo Yi didn't mind chatting with him for a while. "My name is Zuo Yi, and I'm here for revenge."
"Revenge?"
Asura's eyes narrowed. "Mr. Zuo Yi, do you have a grudge against Rafaja?"
"Yes."
Rafaja was no doubt the horse-faced Tame Head Master just now. Zuo Yi replied, "Many years ago, he cast the Soul-Devouring Curse on my aunt. My aunt had no grudge against him, but your disciple Bai Nali wanted to kill my aunt."
"Do you think he deserved to die?"
Asura was silent for a moment, then said, "Bai Nali wasn't my disciple for a long time. I didn't know that Rafaja cast the Soul-Devouring Curse on your aunt. He did deserve to die."
Zuo Yi smiled. "Now that I've killed Rafaja, do you want to avenge him?"
"No."
Asura looked deeply at Zuo Yi and said, "Rafaja deserved it."
The surrounding people were all dumbfounded.
They never dreamed that the powerful Asura would be so polite to Zuo Yi, and he didn't even want to avenge Rafaja.
Rafaja was his third disciple, and he had a high position and was loyal to him!
"In that case."
Zuo Yi said, "Then I'll be leaving."
Asura made a gesture. "Please."
The people blocking the door subconsciously made a path and watched Zuo Yi leave the hall.
Asura watched Zuo Yi's figure disappear, and his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light!
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