The damp, sticky smell of blood wafted from my shoulder. Looking down, I saw that my shoulder had been slashed open, and my arm had almost been severed.

The watermelon knife was still stuck in the bone of the wound, while the person who attacked with the knife had been sent flying by his earth-shattering palm strike, crashing to the ground with his entire chest caved in, constantly spitting out blood clots and broken internal organs.

The man in the black leather jacket never expected to be defeated at the last moment!
He stared at the other man with resentment in his eyes and said in a sinister tone, "I never thought I'd be defeated by a newcomer. Just you wait, there are plenty of guys with even more talent than you! You won't live long either! I'll be waiting for you on the road to the underworld!"

After saying this, the man in the black leather jacket breathed his last.

Li Jingyun gasped in pain. He gripped the knife handle tightly, pulled the watermelon knife out of the wound, and immediately used magic to stop the bleeding.

The soul of the man in the black leather jacket floated out of his smashed body, but as soon as it emerged, he felt a powerful suction force pull him back in!

After a dizzying spin, the man in the black leather jacket suddenly felt as if his soul was imprisoned by something. Only when he fully opened his eyes did the dizziness gradually subside, and he slowly regained consciousness. Zhang Hao, who was standing beside him, calmly asked, "Are you alright?" Hearing someone speak, the recently deceased man's soul immediately cast a wary glance at him: "Who are you?"

Zhang Hao said with unusual calmness, "Just like you, I was dragged into this energy conversion space by that guy."

Soul?

Upon hearing this word, the man knew he was surely dead. This guy had also died here. Could it be that he, like himself, had failed in his sneak attack and ended up being killed by that kid?

It seems that he has some real skills to rise so quickly after signing the contract. I underestimated him.

It's really not worth losing your life just because you underestimated your opponent once.

"You two can slowly savor the taste of being melted. To become part of my cultivation after death is a blessing for you."

After saying that, Li Jingyun stopped talking.

He was also seriously injured and needed to find a place to treat his wounds as soon as possible.

Li Jingyun made a phone call, and an extremely hoarse voice came from the other end: "Calling in the middle of the night, you better really have something important to say, or I'll kill you!"

Li Jingyun coughed a few times, covering his mouth, blood seeping from between his fingers. Between coughs, he said, "I'm seriously injured, and now I'm..."

He gave a detailed account of his location, asking the other party to arrive within fifteen minutes and bring the necessary first-aid medications.

The two souls trapped in the dantian space heard the entire conversation clearly.

Zhang Hao looked at the man and asked, "Your arm has started to melt. How do you feel now?"

The man in the black leather jacket looked down at his arm. As a soul entity, under normal circumstances, only extremely strong yin or yang energy could corrode it.

Moreover, the soul should feel pain during the corrosion process, but he doesn't feel anything at all right now.

His eyes gradually became unfocused, then he looked up at Zhang Hao: "I feel nothing. Being trapped here should slowly melt away, turning into yin energy that the other side can absorb. I started melting not long after I came in, but you've been here longer than me, so why are you unharmed?"

With a smile, Zhang Hao answered his question: "Of course, it's because my soul is stronger than yours, and I also have a special secret technique to protect my soul. I can teach you this technique, would you like to learn it?"

The man in the black leather jacket looked up and said without hesitation, "I want to learn!"

Faced with the threat of their souls being scattered, no one can withstand the torment of the fear of impending annihilation.

Zhang Hao looked directly into his eyes and suddenly said, "You want to learn, but what price are you willing to pay? I never do anything that doesn't benefit me." Even if he helped this guy keep his soul alive, he would probably turn around and bite him in the end. It was better to make things clear from the beginning, and maybe he could even win him over as an ally.

If all else fails, I can work as a gofer or errand boy.

However, the other party clearly had other ideas. After thinking it over carefully, he began to analyze the current situation.

"Right now, it's just the two of us trapped in this kid's dantian space. If you want to deal with him, spare my life, and I can do my part. We're not enemies now, but comrades in the same boat. Helping me is helping yourself."

Zhang Hao raised an eyebrow slightly, indicating that the other party's words made sense, but he still did not agree.

The man in the black leather jacket continued to persuade me: "Besides, if you help me, we can work together to find a way to escape. Also, if you really save me, it's like I owe you my life, and I'll do whatever you ask of me in the future without hesitation."

Hearing the last sentence, Zhang Hao finally became interested and gently stroked his arm.

The soul arm, which had been melting and dripping like ice cream, suddenly stopped melting.

The eroding pain in his arm gradually subsided, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while paying even more attention to the person in front of him.

To be able to interrupt the ablation process so easily is no ordinary feat.

Judging from this person's appearance, he had never seen this face before in the recently released list of signatories.

Could it be a hidden master? There seems to be no other explanation.

If this person is truly a hidden powerhouse, then their strength is unfathomable.

"I saved your life, how about you become my slave from now on?"

The man in the black leather jacket stiffened slightly, but quickly composed himself and replied in a calm voice, "Fine. In the face of life and death, freedom and dignity are nothing."

Zhang Hao couldn't help but clap his hands upon hearing this: "What you said is really realistic. I admire realistic people like that."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Hao extended his index finger and vaguely drew a strange contract rune in the air, on which the terms of selling oneself into slavery began to appear.

Zhang Hao calmly showed him the contents of the contract and then gestured for him to sign it.

"As long as you put your fingerprint on this contract, I can guarantee that you will not be destroyed here and that your life will be saved."

Zhang Hao's composed demeanor made the other man grit his teeth inwardly, but in the end, the man hardened his heart and signed the document.

The moment the signature was completed, a clear look of surprise flashed across the man's face.

Zhang Hao instantly noticed the change in his expression, and subtly inquired, "You seem surprised. What, someone who signed a contract to sell themselves into slavery, don't you take this seriously?"

What gave him the confidence to be so nonchalant? Zhang Hao guessed that this person might have some kind of backing that allowed him to defy the contract without being punished.

However, the other party's answer surprised him slightly. (End of Chapter)

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