Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1065 - 191: Part 4

"Boom!"

The Masked Man shattered, transforming into a burst of flames that burned to ash and dispersed on its own.

The Child was slightly taken aback; this opponent was so simple.

The Child began using its vertical pupils to observe the surroundings, seeing the countless shadows behind the "Emerald," seeing the coffin, and seeing the pair of hands on the coffin...

The Child's expression turned serious: What exactly is this place?

Five shadowy figures slipped into the base of the green stone cone.

Above the coffin, the interlaced fingers of the hands crossed again.

Li Zhiyuan opened his lowered eyes again as Zhao Yi touched his fingertips, ready for a new lesson.

As the fingers released, with a "snap," another white cocoon fell to the ground.

From inside, a new Masked Man stood up, and this time, the colors on the mask were richer, even resembling Lin Shuyou by about seventy or eighty percent.

The next scene made the White Crane Child's vertical pupils narrow.

The Masked Man was actually stepping forward with the Three-step Praise!

"Damn it!"

Tan Wenbin felt a tightness in his chest as if punched, and the two kids on his shoulders also swayed, holding their heads, "Ouch."

This couldn't be learned; it was completely unbearable.

The previous differences were merely in moves and power, but who would have thought this time the shape and footwork of the official would appear.

The ten fingers above the coffin produced afterimages, representing a level of deduced calculation that directly elevated!

Zhao Yi looked strained; he was falling behind.

Glancing sideways at the boy beside him, he saw the boy's face remain calm, hands steadily following the actions.

Zhao Yi wasn't frustrated; he straightforwardly tore off the bandage from his forehead.

When his Gate of Life and Death opened, his body would become pliant as boneless, only when it closed or was dug out could his skills be restored.

But in this severely injured body, there was no question of skills; if he still needed to rush to fight in this "withered flower before autumn wind" state, it was nearly equivalent to the team nearing annihilation.

Fingers pinched the brow, Zhao Yi forcibly tore open the healed wound at the brow.

The bloodied Life and Death Door reappeared.

Blood dripped down his face, but his hands already matched the rhythm again.

Tan Wenbin watched this scene, unable to help but sigh in his heart: This Zhao's really ruthless with himself.

The White Crane Child felt insulted, charging forward with a trident, both sides using the Three-step Praise, their figures flickering and interweaving.

While fighting, the Child found it couldn't effectively harm the opponent, who seemed always to anticipate its next step and evade it in advance.

Moreover, during a mid-fight crossover, the opponent's palm opened, first wafting white smoke, condensing into a Phantom Trident.

The White Crane Child's breathing deepened, its lips parted, revealing teeth.

If it weren't the White Crane Child itself, it might have suspected the Masked Man was also performing Divination, summoning itself.

At this moment, even the Yin God felt this place was eerily strange.

Zhao Yi: "Can unknown skills also be deduced? Does this environment extend beyond this place, were previous killings during the battle for broken jade recorded?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Yes."

The drawings on the Stone Gate depicted all those who died in the battle for broken jade.

Zhao Yi: "This place is really inscrutable."

As one of the Nine Great Secret Realms, it must hold its own wonder.

But what Li Zhiyuan was pondering now wasn't this; after the Masked Man used the Three-step Praise and Phantom Trident consecutively, his judgment aligned with Zhao Yi's.

The ones killed by them were documented in their last moments, including their moves, all of which would be reenacted by those ten fingers using puppet theater.

The good news was, during the last broken jade battle, they only killed one person—Xu Yijin.

The bad news was, while killing her… they gave it their all.

The Secret Realm's unique environment created this place, and the abundant shadows here serve as an endless resource, enabling those hands to continuously mold puppet actors, proving it can enhance these puppet actors' strength by layering the shadow numbers.

This means if they don't interrupt the teaching in advance, they will very likely face a reverse collective burst of their team's most powerful moves...

Li Zhiyuan's hands kept moving as his mind focused on the White Crane Child fighting the "White Crane Child" below.

The White Crane Child couldn't overcome its "self," but noticeably restrained its moves, not rushing for a quick finish, sensing that just like itself, the opponent's aura was gradually diminishing.

Clearly, even if the opponent's Divination was fake, this fake also had a duration.

This made things simpler; it, just arriving, didn't know the seated boy was performing learning simulation, but could tell, since the boy only sent one Divination Child to fight while others watched, he wasn't in a hurry to resolve the opponent.

So... just wait slowly.

Li Zhiyuan suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis, the teaching danger perhaps arriving sooner and more fiercely than previously anticipated.

At that moment after prolonged conflict, the Child felt it was nearly time, its aura waning like the opponent's.

The Child drew out three incense sticks, ready to insert them into itself, pleasantly refreshing with a meditation cycle.

Yet, just as it inserted the incense, it was dumbfounded to see the counterfeit opposite take out eight talisman needles!

The White Crane Child: "..."

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