Chapter 729: Divine Herb: Blood Heavenly Emperor

Salvatore Casson grabbed him by the hair and hauled his head up. "Turn off the Restriction." A flash of unwillingness flickered through Eliot Quiney's eyes, but he still shut it down. At once, the Blood Mist ebbed away, and the crushing pressure vanished with it. Eliot ground his teeth. "You weren't suppressed by the Restriction. How did you do it?" Salvatore didn't answer. For someone who wanted him dead, there was only one clean solution. He placed a palm on Eliot's crown and invoked his Essence,...