This cursed secret art had already been burned to ashes by the three Sect Masters of the three upper sects hundreds of years ago. Everyone who knew it was hunted down and executed on the spot. The uproar lasted for a full century before the thing was finally wiped out.
What’s more, stealing another’s allotted lifespan is something cultivators fear and loathe the most. And now, centuries later, someone had actually managed to recreate it. If this wasn’t handled properly, it could easily trigger another bloody storm.
Xin Yun asked Old Master Mo for that family’s address, went there...
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