The Holy Stele of Subduing Demons

Ning Haotian and everyone else around were dumbstruck.

Those who had holy pulses were blessed, so there should have been many people appreciating Ning Haotian's holy pulse.

However, the holy pulse was a taboo topic for him since he had received his in such an inglorious way…

As a result, it was very surprising that Jiang Chen had asked him such a question with so many people present.

The crowd tumbled to the realization that Jiang Chen must have been the guy whose holy pulse had been robbed. Their expressions suddenly became unreadable.

At the same time, they were curious to know what Jiang Chen's words meant. How could one's holy pulse disappear?

Ning Haotian's face had turned purple with rage, which proved Jiang Chen wasn't lying.

"You deprived me of my holy pulse. Even God felt pity for me. While your holy pulses are disappearing, my holy pulses are recovering, and they're even more powerful than before!" Jiang Chen said loudly.