Eternal Life

Zhao Ruizhi walked over to the lake. He pressed his palm downward emotionlessly and a golden palm appeared in the skies. The lake water instantly boiled, and soon afterward, it evaporated into steam and revealed what was at the lake bottom.

It was full of withered bones, some human, some belonging to all sorts of beasts. Some of the skeletons had strange smiles of both satisfaction and suffering, similar to what King George Manor's soldiers had had on their faces before.

Chills ran down their backs; even Zhao Ruizhi was no exception. If not because he had just happened to turn around, by the time he reacted to what was going on, those strange flowers might have already finished maturing in his body. Eliminating them then would be even more difficult.