“Ah!”
Every time she screamed, the nine, ringing chains that moved in rhythm would tug on her wounds, tearing, dragging, and tormenting her meridians. Significantly, the chain on her head glowed with red light, as if… The metal was burning red.
She was suffering a fate worse than death!
“Frostine Usoro, you’re pretty good. Your bloodline is very pure. Believe me. You, will open up a brand new future after this ordeal. You’ll be qualified to be my servant.”
It was none other than Seth Zamora, masquerading as the sect master of the Plenilune Sect, Jenson Springer. Frostine had long revealed his true identity before this. However, she was trapped here, and it wasn’t just anybody that could come up to the Plenilune Scaffold. He was not afraid of the exposure of his identity, indicating this would prove barely effective.
“Pfft!” Frostine looked at him coldly. “Do you think you can enter Phoenix Sect Sanctuary like this? Stop dreaming. You’ll be trapped in the Imminent Immortal realm in your life. Keep on dreaming if you want to become a true Immortal! Anything can happen in dreams!”
Seth’s expressions remained placid.
He stared intently at Frostine. “I’ve worked hard for so long… it finally paid off,” he chuckled. “Miss Usoro, thanks for your hard work. Come, consume this pill. Let’s work harder and try to grow your tail.”
Seth fed Frostine a pill.
She, whose aura had just been weakened, was immediately full of vim and vigor once again. At the same time, the nine pillars on the Plenilune Scaffold lit up with a bloody glow.
“Ah!”
Frostine let out a horrifying shriek once again. She could sense white fur emerging from her hand at a breakneck speed, whereas the location of her tailbone behind her waist became burning hot and slightly itchy as if something was really going to emerge.
It was painful. It was excruciating pain.
She even felt that giving birth wouldn’t be as painful as this.
“Go for it! Keep it up!”
“Don’t worry. When you’ve grown out a real Nine-Tails tribe trail after awakening all the bloodline energy, you’ll be able to open up the passage to the ancient Phoenix Sect. I promise you’ll love that place.”
“Is that you? Am I dreaming again?”
Alex replied, “Senior, you’ve suffered.”
Seth frowned. “You aren’t dead yet?!”
It was because Alex had restored his appearance that Seth recognized him at a glance.
Alex went forward. “If I’m dead, who’s going to send you to hell?”
Seth laughed heartily. “I allowed you to escape by a fluke, yet you never knew how to cherish cherish it. You also came to me on your own. Forget it. I’ll just kill you again.”
Frostine finally confirmed it. Alex had come over for real.
She shouted, “Junior, go! Hurry up and go! Just abandon me! This isn’t him! This isn’t the real him!”
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