Tantai Hao could also see that this warrior was not lying.
He doesn't have the courage to deceive an eighth-level powerhouse face to face.
But the more this happens, the more troublesome things become!
The number on each warrior's wrist is different. As they enter the doorway more times, the number gradually decreases, like some kind of obvious instruction.
No one knows how this number was obtained. As for the light spots in the crystal hourglass, they are long gone now. It is even less likely that Tantai Hao will return to the hall to re-study how to make the hourglass produce light spots.
This is such a waste of time, and I don’t know if it will succeed.
He might as well try another, simpler method.
Tantai Hao stared at the warrior with his gloomy eyes and asked: "Are you sure these numbers will not harm you? Are they not used to control people?"
"I'm sure!" The warrior nodded hurriedly, "We have suspected this before, but until now, there is really no sign."
This proves that these numbers are just an indication and are not harmful to people themselves.
Tantai Hao felt a little relieved, and then asked: "Can the numbers be transferred?"
"Ah?" The warrior was stunned and asked subconsciously, "How to transfer?"
"How do I know? Isn't this asking you?" Tantai Hao said impatiently.
"Yes, it shouldn't be possible! There was a warrior in front who cut off all the flesh on his wrist and couldn't remove the numbers. Everyone gave up. After all, these numbers were converted from light spots. Those light spots
Now that they have been integrated into our bodies, the numbers...I am afraid they cannot be transferred."
The warrior seemed to vaguely feel an ominous atmosphere, shuddered, and his voice was trembling.
Tantai Hao looked at him with unclear meaning: "Since no one has tried it, how do you know it can't be done?"
The warrior looked at him in fear and subconsciously stepped back: "What do you want to do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tantai Hao took action without any warning!
A sharp cold light flashed.
The warrior felt a chill on his shoulders, as if a cold wind was blowing, and then something fell.
Tantai Hao stretched out his hand and grabbed it, holding a severed arm in his hand!
He actually cut off the warrior's entire right arm with one knife. Because he did not use any spiritual power, the sharp knife just flashed past, easily cutting the flesh and breaking the bones. The warrior barely had time to feel the pain, and neither did the crystal space.
No shock at all.
"Pfft..."
The belated blood suddenly spurted out.
Severe pain struck.
The warrior's face turned pale for a moment, he instinctively covered his broken arm, staggered back against the wall, and let out a heart-rending scream.
"Ah——!!!"
When the warriors in the passage next to them heard the screams, they all looked over in shock.
But as soon as they saw Tantai Hao, their expressions changed. They didn't dare to look at him any longer, so they turned around and left in a hurry.
As long as it's something related to Tantai Hao, whether it's killing or hurting others, they can't afford to offend him. The consequences of meddling in other people's affairs are likely to include paying for it themselves. No one is willing to do such a thing.
"What's the ghost's name? I'm just lending you an arm, but I'm not killing you!"
Tantai Hao grabbed the severed arm and glanced at the screaming warrior with disgust and contempt, "If you continue to yell, you will die!"
A strong murderous intention rushed towards my face.
The warrior gritted his teeth and endured the pain until his face became distorted.
He knew that he was no match for Tantai Hao and could not argue with him, so he staggered away with his broken arm in his hands.