Chapter 527: The Immemorial Fisherman’s Raincoat Painting!

Two elderly men, Fang Sheng and Fang Si, appeared. They both stepped above the ocean of void with aura force like that of a deity.

King Jin, who only had a breath of life left in him, raised his head and looked at the two old men. His face was filled with the excitement that one would feel after having survived a calamity.

"Two palace lords, quickly save me! I am still of great use to the Sixth Prince. The two of you must not watch me die without doing anything!"

"Shut up!"

The vice palace lord, Fang Si, made a cold snort. A wave of magic power which was as black as ink rushed toward King Jin. It formed into strands of black fishing lines which pierced into King Jin's limbs and bones. They created multiple fine blood spots on his body.

No one knew what functions the black fishing lines had. They managed to extract traces of abnormal black qi from King Jin's body and suppress his life-threatening injuries.