“Mr. Hu, let’s go.”
David said to Hu Mazi!
“What about this man?” Hu Mazi asked as he pointed at the golden-robed cultivator.
“Don’t worry about him. Someone will take care of him after we leave.”
After David finished speaking, he turned and left.
He knew that the cultivators whose souls had been taken would never let this person go so easily.
Hu Mazi understood David’s meaning, nodded, then looked at the cultivators who looked like wild dogs, and followed him as he turned and left the Soul Gathering Altar.
The monks were left behind, some sitting, some lying, their faces filled with despair and regret.
In their pursuit of a vague and unattainable “breakthrough,” they destroyed their own cultivation path, and they had no one to blame but themselves.
Seeing David and Hu Mazi leave, the cultivators all directed their furious gazes at the golden-robed cultivator.
“Ah”
Not long after, the golden-robed cultivator’s screams were heard by David and Hu Mazi.
One of the mountain peaks on Seventh Heaven resembled the lair of a giant beast hidden in the darkness, emitting a mysterious and dangerous aura.
The council chamber of the Sixth Temple, like the heart of a giant, beat with a tense and angry rhythm.
The Sixth Palace Master sat at the head of the table, his tall figure exuding an air of authority without anger.
His fingertips gently played with a translucent white jade talisman, which shimmered with a soft yet mysterious light under the candlelight.
The candlelight inside the hall flickered wildly, like a group of restless spirits, casting light and shadow on the walls, which also made the sinister look on the Sixth Palace Master’s face even more obvious.
He had just received a message from the golden-robed monk not long ago.
The message contained a hint of joy and pride, telling him that everything on the Soul Gathering Altar was going smoothly, and that the Soul Urn had collected the soul threads of nearly a thousand cultivators.
As planned, in a few days, the soul urn containing the soul power of countless cultivators would be handed over to the Evil Path Hall to complete a secret and dangerous transaction.
The Sixth Palace Master seemed to have already envisioned the great rewards of a successful transaction and an increase in his status within the temple; the corners of his mouth involuntarily lifted slightly.
Currently, in a warehouse in the Sixth Palace, a large number of immortal stones were piled up. If the Sixth Palace Master could deliver these immortal stones to the Third Palace Master, his future would be bright.
However, fate always seems to like to give you a fatal blow when you are at the peak of glory.
Just then, a shattered communication talisman flew in from outside the hall like an out-of-control meteor.
The talisman exploded in the air, turning into countless tiny fragments, leaving only intermittent sounds filled with terror and despair echoing in the air.
FAQ Novel
Q: What happens to the deceived cultivators?
A: They are spared by David but left to contend with their own despair and the golden-robed cultivator.
Q: What is David’s stance on the Sixth Temple?
A: David openly declares his intention to eliminate the Sixth Palace Master, showing no fear of the temple’s authority.
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