This was completely beyond Cursed Yin's expectations.
With just the first move, it suffered a painful setback, with almost no hope of success in sight.
...
"Sigh, Cursed Yin is too pitiful."
At Cross Corner Street, the moment the Life River appeared, Dao Qiongcang almost instantly grasped Cursed Yin's predicament.
Grasped too tightly!
The Medicine Ancestor's calculations were too precise; just such a small transformation in power control caught Cursed Yin off guard.
Without help, this hungry tiger probably won't be able to swallow the wolf, but will instead have to feed the wolf.
"Go."
With a loud splash, the Memory River blossomed beneath his feet.
Dao Qiongcang unceremoniously drew the character "囧" in the air, branding it deep into the Cursed Yin puppet in his hand.
The aura of the branding was so strong that even the Divine Secret couldn't conceal it.
