The golden lotus floated toward the ck lotus mark on Casey''s back. Like mycelium, golden fibers


    spread toward the ck lotus. A buzzing sound erupted as the ck lotus suddenly released a


    massive amount of ck mist.


    A ghostly face appeared, attempting to swallow the golden lotus. However, it instantly dissipated upon


    making contact with the golden light.


    Gradually, the ck lotus detached from Casey''s back. As the ghostly face marred with ck threads


    fully separated from Casey''s back, the golden lotus forcefully collided with it, causing the ck lotus to


    vanish like smoke.


    Nash immediately activated his Third Eye to inspect Casey''s body and found no more ck lines in his


    soul or flesh. The golden lotus returned to Jaxon''s body. The event left Jaxon looking pale, indicating


    the difficulty that came with manipting the golden lotus.


    "Are you okay?" Nash asked with concern.


    Jaxon''s lips barely moved as he replied, "It''s nothing."


    After that, Nash removed the golden needle from Casey''s spine and dispelled the rune sealing his


    mind. Casey regained consciousness and immediately sat up, surveying his surroundings. Realizing he


    was not in his own vi, his pupils contracted slightly. "Where is this..."


    "Casey, we''ve removed the ck lotus mark from your back. Can you talk now?" Nash asked casually.


    Lumi mentioned before that the Divine Strategy Squadron had captured a member of the Church of the


    Netherworld, only for the person to self-immte into ashes during interrogation. The ck lotus mark


    had likely been the cause.


    Casey adjusted his bathrobe, his anger surging over. "What ck lotus mark? I don''t know what you''re


    talking about. I advise you to release me immediately, or I''ll sue you for illegal detention!"


    Nash narrowed his eyes. "Do you think I have no way of finding out even if you don''t tell me?" He then


    turned his head toward Jaxon. "Ever heard of the Soul-Search Technique?"


    "The Light guides. This technique harms the spirit and the mind. I don''t rmend you use it, Master


    Calcraft," Jaxon said calmly, his emotions unreadable.


    Casey, however, noted the underlying threat and intimidation in the man''s tone.


    "I really don''t know anything. Please let me go!" Casey pleaded with a pained expression.


    "I already told you, the ck lotus mark on your back has been removed. You can say anything now!"


    Casey fell to his knees, crying. "But I really don''t know anything. Even if you kill me, I can''t tell you


    anything!"


    Nash sighed. Then I have no choice


    but to use the Soul-Search Technique." With that, he ced a hand on Casey''s crown, the veins


    running through his hand bulging as a dark mist started enveloping Casey''s head.


    Casey''s face twisted in agony as he screamed like a pig getting ughtered.


    Nash located vague fragments in Casey''s memories. Among those fragments were arrays made up of


    numerous intricate patterns. Casey had sealed some memories within himself.


    Nash closed his eyes, furiously deducing a method to break the formation within his spiritual and


    mental realms.


    Just then, a loud explosion echoed through the sky. It was not thunder. Rather, it sounded like a bomb


    st.


    Jaxon''s figure shed outside in an


    instant. He looked up, and in the depths of his eyes, two golden swastika symbols appeared. As his


    gaze focused, he saw two Profound Oriental beings battling in the sky, tens of thousands of meters


    high.


    One was enveloped in a ck robe, and the other was an elderly man in in clothes with a head of


    graying hair. They were Abinech and the patriarch of the Varhess family.


    High above in the sky, Jerome


    Varhess radiated a faint white glow while Abinech was surrounded by dark energy. Jerome had his


    hands behind his back and a mocking smile on his aged face. "What''s the matter? In a hurry?"


    Abinech replied with a sly tone, "The Church of the Netherworld''s influence spreads across the nation.


    You can''t stop us!"


    Jerome shrugged. "Still, none of you dare make any rash movements until your masteres out of


    seclusion, no?"


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    The smile on Abinech''s face turned cold. "That day is very near!" With those words, he turned into a


    streak of ck light and sped away.


    The smile slowly faded from Jerome''s face as he nced down at the ground and murmured softly,


    "Nash oh boy, you need to step up!"