And this time, Murong Kang had succeeded.
For the next six months, the Bloodline seed took root and sprouted within his body. It branched out into countless, fine bloodlines that threaded through his flesh, organs, and bones, turning him into a marionette.
"Daoist Li, please, spare my life! I was forced into this! I'm willing to work with you against Murong—"
BOOM!
Before he could finish speaking, the Bloodline in Wu Huaiqian's body abruptly exploded, and he died instantly!
Li Chang'an's expression grew taut. He immediately cast out his Divine Sense to search the surrounding area but detected no trace of Murong Kang's presence.
The Puppets he had stationed in various locations also found no sign of Murong Kang.
Soon, Dahuang and Xiaohai returned, both reporting that they hadn't found Murong Kang.
'Murong Kang must be proficient in some profound Concealing Technique.'
Li Chang'an's expression was grim.
He knew Murong Kang was somewhere nearby, but he couldn't find him.
