A burst of tyrannical strength seemed to burst his stomach.
There was a hint of purple in Jin Likang's eyes.
His body quickly shriveled up, becoming extremely thin, and his eyes dimmed.
But the strength all over his body surged wildly.
His cultivation level has skyrocketed by several levels, almost reaching the peak of the Grand Master.
"Thank you, special envoy."
Feeling the surge of power in his body, Jin Likang looked excited and his eyes became more fierce.
"I can give you enough time to take revenge."
"And give you enough power to take over Beicheng, but from then on, I will take away your soul."
The voice of the man in black was hoarse and dull, exuding supreme majesty.
Eerie, scary, and cold.
"Lin Xiao, let me see what else you can threaten me with."
Li Likang looked up to the sky and roared, his momentum soaring into the sky.
...
In an inconspicuous corner of Beicheng.
Miyamoto Musashi, who was covered in tatters and bruises, slowly opened his eyes.
Half of his left arm hung down uncontrollably, with blood dripping from it.
A ferocious scar appeared on his face.
In a big battle a few days ago, he used all his strength and all his trump cards to barely escape and finally collapsed from exhaustion.
It was already three days later when I woke up.
"Ah, damn Lin Xiao, I will never let you go."
Miyamoto Musashi roared unwillingly.
Hiss, the wound was so painful that Miyamoto Musashi couldn't stand upright at all.
"My strength is actually weakened?"
"What the hell is going on and who did it!"
Miyamoto Musashi gently held his palm and swung it forward suddenly, and the energy that originally surged became very little.
Even his personal cultivation has fallen to the level of a great master.
"Are the meridians damaged? Congestion and blockage prevent power from being transmitted through the meridians."
Miyamoto Musashi felt the injuries inside his body and understood everything.
According to his current strength, it is impossible to clear the congestion in a short time.
The damaged meridians cannot be repaired, and it will take at least a week to regain strength.
"Miyamoto-kun."
"Miyamoto-kun."
At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi's ears moved and he heard a cry.
He quickly became vigilant and restrained his breath.
"Miyamoto-kun, the head of the family asked us to come to you."
At this moment, a group of disguised samurai opened the haystacks and discovered Miyamoto Musashi.
"Xiaoye, why are you here?"
"Why did father send you here? Could it be that something happened to the family?"
Seeing the person coming, Miyamoto Musashi suddenly became nervous and asked quickly.
"It was my father who saw that your soul card was dim and knew that something had happened to you, so he used the soul card to sense and sent us to look for you. Fortunately, we found you."
Several warriors couldn't help but feel happy.
Each member of the Miyamoto family has an exclusive soul card, which attracts the essence and blood of the deity.
As long as the person is not dead, there will be feelings.
"Miyamoto-kun, we will take you to the station right now."
With that said, several people helped Miyamoto Musashi up and disappeared.
Stay until night, in a basement somewhere in the suburbs.
Several samurai stood beside Miyamoto Musashi and fed a dark brown pill into it.
Awakening Pill!
The entire family only had three, but one was used for Miyamoto Musashi.
After taking the Awakening Pill, Miyamoto Musashi recovered a lot from his injuries.
Even the blocked meridians are showing signs of activation.
His whole body became energetic, and his eyes glowed with brilliance.
"Miyamoto-kun, who is that Lin Xiao? Even you can't deal with him?"