Chapter: 1565
No matter how quickly he wielded the Soul-Reaping Thread to protect his entire body, he still clearly had a limit.
Puff, puff, puff!
The dolls exploded one after another, still throwing a barrage of needles everywhere.�
The whole area was soon covered in countless needles.
Heuk-ho�s attack was reminiscent of the Tang clan�s legendary Rain of a Thousand Flowers.1 Although it was as beautiful as a scattering of flower petals, the needles that came out of the dolls�s explosion were filled with nothing but killing intent.
The needles that filled the sky pierced through everything on the street.
Whether it be the thick stone walls, clay-walled houses, or even the corpses of the people inside their houses, nothing could escape the explosion of the needles.�
�Hehe!�
Heuk-ho emerged from the darkness.
He was certain that Pyo-wol was dead.
The trap he had set was perfect.
It was impossible to get out of a trap like this alive, even for Heuk-ho himself.
Heuk-ho�s eyes were cold as he stared into the area where needles were concentrated. But he found nothing there.
�What?�
For the first time, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
Bam!
Suddenly, something popped up, causing the ground to shake.
Pyo-wol had popped out of the ground, covered in mud and dirt.
At the moment the needle exploded, Pyo-wol protected himself with his hands, and stepped on a strong foundation. He even added an extra force with his weight.
This caused the ground to collapse, revealing an empty space.
It was a sewage canal.�
Pyo-wol had stomped his feet before the explosion of the dolls just so he could check if there was any space underneath. Fortunately, as he suspected, there was a sewage canal beneath the street.
Pyo-wol hurriedly jumped into the canal.
The street was covered with needles, but the canal he just jumped into was safe.�
Even if he had to get covered in filth and be exposed to a horrible stench, he could endure it. As long as Pyo-wol could preserve his life, he would do anything.�
�Shit!�
Heuk-ho�s eyes widened at the sight of Pyo-wol, who unexpectedly hadn�t taken any damage.�
At that moment, Pyo-wol charged at him.
As Pyo-wol was rushing towards Heuk-ho, he channelled his qi to the Black Dragon Robe he was wearing, causing it to instantly turn black.�
So while Heuk-ho knew that Pyo-wol was rushing straight at him, but in an instant, his figure was shrouded in darkness. JrNovels.com
Puff, puff, puff!
The dolls exploded one after another, still throwing a barrage of needles everywhere.�
The whole area was soon covered in countless needles.
Heuk-ho�s attack was reminiscent of the Tang clan�s legendary Rain of a Thousand Flowers.1 Although it was as beautiful as a scattering of flower petals, the needles that came out of the dolls�s explosion were filled with nothing but killing intent.
The needles that filled the sky pierced through everything on the street.
Whether it be the thick stone walls, clay-walled houses, or even the corpses of the people inside their houses, nothing could escape the explosion of the needles.�
�Hehe!�
Heuk-ho emerged from the darkness.
He was certain that Pyo-wol was dead.
The trap he had set was perfect.
It was impossible to get out of a trap like this alive, even for Heuk-ho himself.
Heuk-ho�s eyes were cold as he stared into the area where needles were concentrated. But he found nothing there.
�What?�
For the first time, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
Bam!
Suddenly, something popped up, causing the ground to shake.
Pyo-wol had popped out of the ground, covered in mud and dirt.
At the moment the needle exploded, Pyo-wol protected himself with his hands, and stepped on a strong foundation. He even added an extra force with his weight.
This caused the ground to collapse, revealing an empty space.
It was a sewage canal.�
Pyo-wol had stomped his feet before the explosion of the dolls just so he could check if there was any space underneath. Fortunately, as he suspected, there was a sewage canal beneath the street.
Pyo-wol hurriedly jumped into the canal.
The street was covered with needles, but the canal he just jumped into was safe.�
Even if he had to get covered in filth and be exposed to a horrible stench, he could endure it. As long as Pyo-wol could preserve his life, he would do anything.�
�Shit!�
Heuk-ho�s eyes widened at the sight of Pyo-wol, who unexpectedly hadn�t taken any damage.�
At that moment, Pyo-wol charged at him.
As Pyo-wol was rushing towards Heuk-ho, he channelled his qi to the Black Dragon Robe he was wearing, causing it to instantly turn black.�
So while Heuk-ho knew that Pyo-wol was rushing straight at him, but in an instant, his figure was shrouded in darkness. JrNovels.com
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