When the man spoke those words, the face of the Divine Doctor Lu still showed utter confusion.
The man raised his hands, which were like delicately carved jade, flawless without a single blemish.
He flicked his fingers.
A strand of Wen Energy shot out with unparalleled precision, burrowing into Divine Doctor Lu's forehead.
Divine Doctor Lu only felt a sudden explosion at the center of his brows, his mind teeming with what felt like thousands of wriggling insects.
He cried out in agony, falling to his knees, clutching his head, suffering immensely.
At this moment, his head felt as though it was about to split open. Memories, either sealed by dust or forgotten, suddenly surged into his mind.
Scene after scene flashed through Divine Doctor Lu's mind: an aged old man, a temple flickering with lamplight, a child with eyes closed.
That old man held a strange knife in his hand, and then his hand came down...
