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"This bastard, I was actually deceived by someone of the Gathering Essence Realm?" The Blood Spirit Venerable absorbed the split soul, as if sensing the dream sequence all over again.
How could the imposing Blood Spirit Venerable be duped by a mere mortal?
"It seems mortals are indeed full of cunning schemes, unfit for the great path!" The Blood Spirit Venerable snorted coldly. He wouldn't have been as angry if he had been outwitted by someone of the same realm.
However, the Blood Spirit Venerable was also puzzled, wondering why his soul power had been plundered.
Logically, even if his ghost failed to bewitch the dreamer, its soul power should have been reclaimed.
Even Chen Shijie hadn't managed to cause him any loss of soul power.
And now he had lost the majority of it?
If everyone were like Zhao Xing, he would no longer be able to play with the trick of ghosts entering dreams. He would be completely drained.