This droplet of Oblivion River Water was much stronger than the river Zu An had previously seen, almost like the difference between a pirated copy and an official copy. Could this be the real river leading to the Netherworld? 0

Upon hearing Ji Dengtu’s words, the War Priest’s right head burst into laughter, exclaiming, “Indeed! I didn’t expect the ants here to be so knowledgeable. Yes, this is the Oblivion River Water I obtained by a stroke of coincidence. It’s invulnerable to all attacks, and if you get the slightest bit of it on you, you’ll immediately have your memories and abilities washed away just like the wandering ghosts in it. I’ll consider sparing your life if you kowtow a hundred times to me right now.”0

Zu An’s expression turned grim. There was no way he would kneel down and beg for mercy. He flashed through the air to avoid the Oblivion River Water while trying different means to suppress it. His many years of life-and-death battles had taught him not to easily believe his opponent’s words.0

And yet, no matter what he tried, the skills he unleashed on the...0