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Chapter 344: 344, [Second Priest] (Thanks to the Alliance Hierarch “Tang Ningning” for the reward!)

Seeing “Primordial Power” in his list of special attribute points, Lu Xun fell into silence.

He was certain that others did not have this option.

“Is it because I have this attribute in my character panel to begin with?” Lu Xun wondered in his mind.

However, this unique attribute essentially only had a radar function at present, allowing him to sense the presence of Foreign Races from a great distance. Oh, and also, it had a lock-picking function, letting him enter the altar unobstructed when he was close. If you put it bluntly, it was transparent…

To put it simply, once you acquired “Primordial Power”, the altar would regard you as its own.

The most intimate kind.

“What’s happening? I wasn’t planning to infiltrate as an undercover!” Lu Xun closed the shop with a faint smile.

He would certainly put the points on “Swordsmanship Aptitude”. For his total combat power, this would have the biggest impact and be the most worth it.

After all, because of the “Faction” issue, “Primordial Power” was a special attribute point that could not be used normally. It would have limited utility unless he defected to the enemy.

As for defecting… what a joke!

He had already made enemies with the Foreign Race. He would find ways to make them pay for just Mao Nanbei’s life!

In the Ink Sea, on a nameless small island.

The Ink Sea was vast, so large that it stretched as far as the eye could see.

There were many islands in the sea. Besides some famous ones, most were nameless small islands.

In these waters, some large islands did host some Cultivation Sects, but most were medium or small sects and not very powerful.

And these uninhabited small islands were virtually unvisited.

At this moment, in the dense forest in the center of an unnamed small island, a man in a dark red cloak stood, with a man kneeling behind him.

This man looked slightly similar to Yin Tian; he was Yin Tian’s younger brother.

“Yin Ming, do you know, your oldest brother betrayed us?” The man in the dark red cloak spoke with a somewhat hoarse voice.

The kneeling Yin Ming hurriedly said: “Second Priest! That’s impossible! We all carry the ‘Blood Pact’, how could we betray you!”

The man known as the Second Priest turned around. He looked middle-aged, his skin was very fair, yet he was not scholarly-looking.

Because his eyebrows were thick and thick, somewhat monobrowed, it ruined his overall temperament.

Most importantly, his eyes were extremely deep.

It was interesting to say, the Foreign Races built so many altars on the Heavenly Dust Continent, and the main persons in charge were the three High Priests.

The “Junior Priest” looked like an extremely elderly man, but he was actually only seventeen years old, still at a young age.

The “Second Priest” looked more normal, middle-aged.

The oldest and highest-ranking “High Priest”, however, looked like a little boy.

The Second Priest, clad in a dark red cloak, slowly crouched down, his deep gaze fixed on Yin Ming, saying: “I know about the ‘Blood Pact’, but from the intelligence currently gathered, it seems that there is some issue with the ‘Blood Pact’ on your older brother?”

“Second Priest! This has never happened before. My big brother… my big brother can’t possibly have any problem!” Yin Ming lifted his head, speaking anxiously.

“Really? How about… you help me ask your deceased brother?” The Second Priest’s voice was gentle, but Yin Ming felt a chill running down his spine.

“I was just kidding.” The Second Priest gently patted his shoulder.

Yin Ming only felt his body relax, completely powerless, almost collapsing onto the ground.

Looking at him, the Second Priest continued: “But you see, according to the current intelligence, your big brother seems to have encountered some problems. And you, as his closest brother, do you think there might be some problems with your ‘Blood Pact’ too?”

Yin Ming, upon hearing these words, looked up abruptly, his pupils slightly dilated, his lips slightly parted, unable to form words for a while.

The ‘Blood Pact’ was an intangible thing flowing in their blood – how could it be proven whether there was a problem with it or not!

The Second Priest stretched out his right hand, grabbing Yin Ming by the neck and lifting him up.

Yin Ming’s feet dangled in the air, but he didn’t even have the courage to struggle.