His life span is to entangle a thread of this person's energy and spirit with his fate. If he cannot break this secret method to protect him, his body and spirit here will be wiped out, and that powerful man can instead reborn in another place.

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"What does it mean?" Wang Li subconsciously repeated this sentence, then frowned and said, "This means that he is in our hands now. If we don't kill him, it would be fine. He will be imprisoned here, but

If we kill him, he will be liberated and can he be reborn in another body elsewhere?"

The Peacock Dharma King nodded and said, "That is the ancient method of the Hall of Yama. It has been lost in the cultivation world for tens of thousands of years, but I didn't expect to see it in him."

"Who gave you such a secret technique to protect you?" Wang Li's eyes flashed. He felt that this secret technique was very strange. It sounded like storing memories no matter how you heard it. According to his cognition, after the War of Destruction, the old era

The infrastructure that can store memories has collapsed. Could it be that the creator still has the means to store memories?

Song Chen looked at Wang Li's eyes flashing violently, but he thought Wang Li was already a little scared, so he laughed wildly again: "Guess?"

"Creator?" Wang Li looked at Song Chen tentatively and asked.

Song Chen looked at Wang Li for no reason, "What the hell?"

"Damn it!"

Wang Li shook his head depressedly, "I thought I was talking to an informed person, but it turned out to be talking to a fool who was kept in the dark."

He was intuition that Song Chen was not pretending to be inexplicably, and now Song Chen also felt that his depression and disappointment were not pretending to be.
Chapter completed!