Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

Emperor Hantian felt that his power was constantly passing away, and the speed was still accelerating.

At this time, three percent of his original power had been lost directly.

Three percent, which is equivalent to the power he had to practice for thousands of years and sacrifice four or five snow maidens!

And he knows very well that if he can't stop the flow of power, if he continues at this rate, in a few hours, all his original power will be gone!

"No, it must not be like this!"

Emperor Hantian seemed to have made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and took out a pitch-black bone the size of a finger from the storage ring.

"I am willing to cut off the connection at the cost of half of my life span!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Hantian bit the tip of his tongue and spurted blood onto the black bones.

The next second, the bone turned into a huge black round hole, and a big black hand stretched out from inside.

"I heard your call, and broke through the restrictions to come here. Offer your gift, and I will remove your worries."

Looking at this big hand, Emperor Han Tian had a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, but his power was still flowing away. He knew that this big hand was the only power that could help him.

"Take it!"

Emperor Hantian said, grabbing the black hand with his own hand.

The next second, countless power began to flow from Han Tiandi's body to the giant hand.

After just a few seconds, Black Hand let go of Emperor Han Tian's hand, and Emperor Han Tian couldn't hold on and fell down.

At this time, Emperor Han Tian's face was pale, half of the green hair on his head had turned into white hair, and some wrinkles appeared on his originally stern face.

"Ta~"

The black hand suddenly snapped his fingers, and immediately after, Emperor Han Tian clearly felt that his power finally stopped flowing and everything returned to normal.

"The deal is done. Your wish has been fulfilled. If you want anything else next time, just call me again."

"But remember, the next time I help you, the fee I will charge will be half of your soul!"

After saying that, the big hand retracted into the black round curtain, and the round curtain disappeared and turned into a piece of pitch-black bone, which fell in front of Emperor Han Tian.

The black bones of Emperor Han Tian were lying on the ground, with endless anger in his eyes, and he wanted to smash the black bones directly.

But in the end, he just gritted his teeth and took the black bones into his arms.

Along the way, he has gone through countless hardships and obstacles, and has escaped death many times, all thanks to these black bones and the people in them.

Although the people in the bones ask for more and more money to help him, most of the time, it is still worth it.

Emperor Han Tian put away his bones and slowly stood up from the ground.

After half of his longevity was taken away by the big black hand, he looked much older and his face showed a look of decadence.

But the old age of his body is not a big problem. He still has half of his lifespan. As long as his strength is not damaged, he can still live vigorously even with only one day of lifespan left.

But just now, nearly five percent of his original power was stolen.

Although this five percent does not seem like a big deal, at least it is what he can achieve after thousands of years of practice and the sacrifice of eight or nine snow maidens.

For the power of one snow girl, it is really not worth it to take the power obtained from the bodies of eight or nine snow girls!

Fortunately, these powers did not disappear directly. If nothing else happened, 80% of them should have fallen into Lin Wanyu's body, and he would still have a chance to get them back in the future.

However, after experiencing all this, Emperor Han Tian also understood that Chu Tian seemed to be far from as simple as he imagined. If he wanted to deal with him, it seemed that he had to take a long-term approach.