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Today, Xiao Hei is no longer the huge size it was when it first appeared. Instead, it has been compressed to be thinner than a chopstick, like a black string that has been stretched to its limit and then suddenly released.

The little black fang grazed the skin behind the Mirage Lord's right ear, leaving a very faint line of blood.

Chu Nan didn't intend to kill him with one blow, after all, the Mirage Tower Master was a master of magic, and his body's instincts were enough for him to react in time.

Moreover, the back of the neck, a potentially fatal area, is not a place that can be bitten easily.

Therefore, Xiao Hei's purpose in this attack was not to kill, but rather...

The owner of the Mirage Tower was so shocked that the hairs on his body stood on end.

It was too close, so close that he didn't have time to turn around. He lunged forward based on muscle memory, and at the same time, he flicked out a palm of gray mist.

The little black snake was prepared. It twisted its body in mid-air and bounced half a foot to the upper right at an almost impossible angle.

The Mirage Lord's palm strike created an opening in the right side of his body.

Before he could retract his palm, a soft "snap" sound came from beneath his feet.

A lotus seed burst out from the gray mist on the stone slab three inches from the sole of his shoe.

A golden, upward-pointing fingertip force, as thin as a bamboo skewer, shot out from the ground and struck his right leg's Zusanli acupoint.

All the lotus seeds that Chu Nan had buried earlier were intentionally placed away from the position directly below the Mirage Tower Master, hidden three to five inches to the side, thus striking the acupoint from the side.

The owner of the Mirage Tower was completely focused on defending the center of his feet, never expecting the attack to come from the side.

As his right leg buckled, Chu Nan followed suit.

The Lotus Steps consisted of three consecutive steps, each completed before the Mirage Lord could readjust his center of gravity.

The first step secured the right side of the Mirage Lord; the second step circled behind him; and the third step brought him within three feet of him.

The Mirage Lord barely managed to turn around, the light from the jade bracelet flashing wildly, and the ninth form, "Mist Armor," had already condensed into a thin outline.

But... Chu Nan's right fist had already arrived.

Shattering Fist!

A golden lotus flower bloomed instantly on the fist, and eighteen layers of spiraling energy, like eighteen waves, crashed into the chest of the Mirage Lord.

The half-formed mist armor shattered like thin porcelain, and gray mist spewed out from the cracks, swirling backward with the force of the fist.

"Damn it! You deserve to die!!!"

The owner of the Mirage Tower arched his back like a crane whose spine had been broken, and flew backward off the ground.

His face was filled with resentment. He never expected that his flawless attack would be ruined by a small black snake!

However, Chu Nan would not give him a chance to catch his breath and immediately pressed his advantage with the Dragon Lock!

With five fingers inserted into the gaps in the meridians on both sides of the Mirage Lord's Adam's apple, the Lotus True Qi was poured in, sealing off all the meridians in his throat and neck.

It should be noted that Li Guanqi had attempted to escape using a teleportation technique.

If we don't do this and let the Mirage Master escape, then there will be big trouble later.

After all, this Mirage is an assassin organization, so it might be difficult for them to assassinate me.

They should target the ordinary people around Xu Yi, but it shouldn't be too easy!

Chu Nan didn't want to regret it for the rest of his life because of a moment's carelessness.

The owner of the Mirage Tower looked up as the jade bracelet slipped off his wrist and shattered into three pieces on the ground.

His fingers twitched unconsciously, and only a faint sound of air escaped his throat.

Clearly, if Chu Nan hadn't used the Dragon Lock to seal off all of his meridians...

At this moment, he must have already used his escape technique to flee the scene!

This time, the capture of the Mirage Lord was entirely due to Xiao Hei's surprise attack.

This caused the other party to reveal a fatal flaw in their anger.

For such a master, the same move will never have the same effect.

Therefore, Chu Nan, without any reason, directly used the Cloud Hanging Hand.

The golden fingertip sliced ​​across the center of the Mirage Lord's throat, leaving an extremely narrow wound that was deep enough to expose the bone.

Gray mist gushed out from the cut and sprayed out from every pore of his body.

The body of the Mirage Lord quickly became lighter in Chu Nan's hands, like an old shell that had been drained of all moisture, and softly fell backward!

The wind blew in from the valley.

The gray fog had mostly dissipated, leaving only a few very faint white wisps of smoke drifting along the ground.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the mist high above, illuminating the entire platform.

The runes on the stone wall faded away piece by piece, like lamps blown out by the wind.

Little Black jumped back into Chu Nan's palm from the crack in the rubble. "Well done."

Xiao Hei flicked its tongue and twisted its body towards Xu Ran.

The gray mist chains on Xu Ran's two slender wrists had not yet completely dissipated.

The little girl's face was covered in tears, her eyes were so swollen she couldn't open them, and she stared straight at him, not daring to call out.

Chu Nan slowly walked over, bent down and picked her up. "Don't be afraid, I'm here, it's alright..."

Then he turned his head and looked at the gray-robed disciples who were still kneeling on the ground.

"You only have one chance. Give me one reason not to kill you."

The scene was deathly silent.

The older elders lay prostrate on the ground, their bodies trembling like leaves.

No one had the strength to resist, nor the courage to resist.

"There is...there is...there is something that can save our lives."

An old voice rang out from the crowd.

He was an old man, his face covered in dust and sweat, his lips pale, like a dead man who had just crawled out of the mud.

But he still knelt and moved forward two steps, trembling as he pulled a wooden box from his bosom.

"The Mirage's most prized treasure, the Thousand Illusions, is the origin of all the jade bracelets throughout history. The true Thousand Illusions can simultaneously manifest in a thousand different forms!"

As the wooden box was opened, an ancient jade bracelet lay inside.

It was unlike any of the jade bracelets Chu Nan had ever seen before.

The bracelet had a very deep patina on its surface, and was dark blue-black all over. Inside, however, there was a very faint and fine golden light flowing around, like a golden dragon that had been sleeping for hundreds of years.

"This thing is the foundation of Mirage Tower. Now that the Tower Master and the Young Tower Master are both dead, no one in Mirage Tower is qualified to take charge of Thousand Illusions."

The old man held the wooden box high, his forehead pressed against the stone slab, and said, "I offer this treasure to you, only asking that you spare us."

Little Black peeked out from Chu Nan's sleeve, its black jade-like eyes fixed on the ancient bracelet, its tongue flicking gently.

Chu Nan had already experienced the power of the jade bracelet.

The Nine Illusions of the Mirage Lord almost cost him his life.

This Thousand Illusions not only has a thousand variations, but can also be used simultaneously.

It can be said that there are absolutely no flaws.

Most importantly, such a treasure would be an absolute weapon of mass destruction in modern society.

Chu Nan held Xu Ran in one arm and took the wooden box with the other. "I'll take it. Take your people and get out of here. From today onwards, if the Mirage ever appears in Beihai again, or in front of anyone around me, I will leave no survivors!"

"The mirage is closed to the world from this day forward, and will never reappear!"

The old man trembled, then kowtowed three times heavily.

The disciples kowtowed one after another, prostrating themselves like layers of gray waves.

Thus began the end of the most powerful sect in the East Sea...