King Cheng's eyes froze for a moment and he stood still - he was being searched for his soul.
The immortal didn't ask him any questions, but directly used the sight exchanged between the two parties to sink his consciousness into his sea of consciousness to search for his soul.
After a while, the immortal looked away.
"It turns out that it was you who harmed my apprentice Najia!" Naxian looked at King Cheng and said.
King Cheng finally woke up, and he couldn't suppress the shock in his eyes: "Who are you?"
"I am Najia's master Tianwu Naxian."
"Heavenly Witch?"
King Cheng thought of the heavenly witch Ruyi who loved him to the core in his previous life. No, she should be Ruyue, uh, no matter Ruyi or Ruyue, no matter how powerful that heavenly witch is, she will always be his princess.
But the Heavenly Witch in his previous life never made him feel afraid, but the Heavenly Witch in front of him made him feel fear in his bones.
The Heavenly Witch still stared at him: "Why did you want to harm my apprentice Najia?"
Her eyes were very light and indifferent, as if she were asking you if you had eaten.
King Cheng tried his best to defend himself: "I, I didn't mean to harm her. I asked her to do something and gave her longevity peach, but she didn't expect that the backlash would be so severe. I really didn't mean to harm her."
The Immortal Witch looked at Cheng Wang. This was not a lie. It was because he was an apprentice and he was careless. He didn't first find out whether the two parties who exchanged lives were of the same bloodline.
For others, it is not easy to check whether they are of the same bloodline, but for a witch disciple, this is a very simple matter.
However, if her apprentice died because of this, how could she admit that it was his fault?
What's more, what really caused Najia to not only die physically but also burn to ashes was the man's last move: destroying the altar and interrupting the spell. This kind of backlash is the strongest.
The Immortal Witch looked at King Cheng with cold eyes: "Life-changing is a taboo spell. The heavier the life of the person being exchanged, the greater the backlash. You are obviously not a member of the royal family, but you pretended to be one of the royal family and asked her to change it.
She was still destined to be an emperor among the royal family. She would definitely die if such a forbidden spell was cast. She did not die on the spot because the spell had not yet been completed.
But then someone transferred her spell and exchanged your fate with a blind and lame beggar. Originally, as long as the spell was successful, she could still survive.
However, you actually smashed the altar and interrupted the spell, causing her to turn to ashes on the spot, and her body and soul were destroyed. Do you still dare to say that you did not harm her?"
The fairy's hand reached out to Cheng Wang's head and grabbed the top of his head. As long as she stopped her strength, she could scratch Cheng Wang's head like a watermelon.
However, King Cheng couldn't even muster the slightest bit of resistance. This was because he could feel that this person was too strong. She was just a spiritual lock, which made him unable to move.
Moreover, what this woman said surprised him even more: "It will turn into ashes? I don't know."
He knelt down with a plop. He seemed to be frightened, but actually he wanted to use the kneeling of the host to let go of the five claws at the beginning.
"I'm sorry Tianwu, I really love Najia. I just heard from Najia that someone passed on the life-changing spell, or passed it on to a beggar who is lame in his right foot and blind in his left eye. I am not willing to be a beggar.
, so I smashed the altar and interrupted the spell. I didn’t know that doing so would cause Na Jia’s backlash. I thought that interrupting the spell would only cause the person who performed the transfer spell to suffer backlash, but I didn’t know.
Jia will also be counterattacked, I'm sorry!"
King Cheng kowtowed repeatedly, his expression was both sad and sincere.
But no matter whether she knelt down or kowtowed, the woman's five claws were always covering his head, making King Cheng scared to death.