In the instant Kong Kong stepped out of Guilai Temple with one foot, Master Pu Zhi in the meditation room slowly opened his eyes.
"One thought leads to Buddha, another leads to demon!"
A deep voice came forth from Master Pu Zhi's mouth.
Soon after, Master Pu Zhi closed his eyes once more, returning to a meditative state.
The once-bright sky suddenly darkened as a patch of black clouds rolled over from afar, covering the entire Guilai Temple like a shroud.
Bai Xiaofan and his group of four returned to Nanjian City. Zhan Xing placed Zhan Xueru in an icy cold room.
Chen Xiner, after hearing the story about Zhan Xueru from Murong Wan, was deeply saddened.
That evening, Chen Xiner and Murong Wan merely drank some soup without eating, sitting there lost in thought.
The next morning, Bai Xiaofan went to check the training progress of the dozen or so members of the Killing Gods Squad under the White Tiger faction. Each of their skills had improved significantly compared to before.
