Chapter 9: Chapter 9: Ancient Immortal Restriction
The fugitive injected with the Truth Serum was at that mont shaking his head, expressionless, with a vacant look in his eyes.
"Need..."
He had just uttered two words when the device monitoring his bodily data suddenly emitted a piercing "beep beep beep" alarm, flashing red lights!
The electrocardiogram turned into a straight line...
The brainwaves fell silent...
His neck slumped, and he spewed a mouthful of blood before going silent forever.
He was dead.
The huge conference room fell silent. The sll of blood gradually spread.
Bai Mo sat in the audience, curled his lips, finally understanding why interrogation was not advised...
Sounds gradually filled the room as experts gathered in whispers, discussing discreetly.
Beside him, Fang Xiaoyu was pale-faced, "Expert Bai Mo, did you see that?
"The bloodthirsty ones we’ve captured before were like this too; we couldn’t interrogate them!
"If we interrogate, they die.
"We’ve done nurous autopsies before as well.
"The issue lies with the spleen.
"Whenever we reach a crucial point, the bloodthirsty’s spleen explodes!
"When the spleen bursts, they die."
The spleen explodes?
Bai Mo frowned. If he could get within a few ters of the fugitive, he could use Sequence Seven’s ability, [Divine Sense], to potentially find out why the fugitive died. But sitting too far, he couldn’t cover it with the Divine Sense. Besides, Divine Sense is a Sequence Seven ability, and at the Immortal Technique Committee, he only received a Sequence Nine treatnt; using it wasn’t quite appropriate. He also preferred not to reveal it.
In the conference room, staff clad in white coats were already dissecting the body and displaying the results on a big screen. Several experts even rushed forward, personally conducting the dissection and observation.
In no ti, everyone was amazed, finding it unbelievable.
The bald middle-aged man sitting in front of Bai Mo suddenly said, "This...is the Ancient Immortal’s restriction, right? It’s the Ancient Immortal’s ans, a restriction left in the disciple’s body by an Ancient Immortal!
"My Master has ntioned these things before!"
The group of experts turned to look.
"Really?"
"An Ancient Immortal’s handiwork?"
"How can it be undone? Did your master ntion it?"
"If we can’t solve it, can the West State City Branch President, Sequence Eight, solve it?"
The bald middle-aged expert shook his head.
"Unlikely.
"Not to ntion Sequence Eight, even Sequence Seven would struggle.
"My Master said that only an Ancient Immortal can contend with another Ancient Immortal."
The conference room fell silent again.
The non-immortal experts didn’t understand these matters.
The immortal-involved experts thought of their respective Ancient Immortal Masters, remaining silent.
Without an Ancient Immortal Master, Bai Mo felt a bit curious: how exactly were the so-called Ancient Immortal restrictions set up? Even the Ancient Immortals were cultivators on a path. Their ans should adhere to the principles of Immortal Technique, so how was this restriction achieved?
...
A cold wind blew in from the overcast sky.
By the small river valley, in front of the straw hut.
Zhang Shan and over sixty brothers sat together, chatting and laughing.
These sixty were all well-trained, now on the verge of conducting the Sequence Nine advancent ritual!
Zhang Shan pondered the title "Bloodthirsty
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