In the dim cave, Scholar Lv fell heavily to the ground. He struggled to support himself with one hand, attempting to force his body up.
At this moment, however, he felt as if he were carrying a Bai Lu on his back, suppressed and immobilized by the tattoo. The white glow emanating from it was as heavy as cast iron.
"How... is this possible?! Why would the Wu Sheng Old Mother stop me! That is a man-eating Evil Spirit! They're all evil!" With a face full of disbelief, Scholar Lv felt that everything he had ever known had collapsed.
As Scholar Lv struggled, the twitching centipede beside him recovered first. She violently lifted her carriage-sized head and slammed it down toward him.
If this blow landed, Scholar Lv's newly recovered body would be turned into bloody pulp once again.
