Author: Mao Ni
4.28 (206 ratings)
Translator: Nyoi_Bo_Studio, Vicky_Editor: Nyoi_Bo_Studio, Vicky_
Xi Yiyun was coughing out blood continuously, his eyes full of frightened expression, wondering who this person was, and why this person could unsettle his Dao Heart simply by uttering a few words.
The skin on that person's face was very smooth, looking quite young, but the bulging veins could be spotted under his skin, looking like a vine extending upwards and eventually sticking out at the forehead, forming a horn the length of a finger…It was impossible for him to be was a regular Center Sect disciple.
Seeing the horn, Xi Yiyun and the others in the Tranquil Garden thought of one possibility, but they soon figured it was impossible.
The Monk Duhai was the Principal Justice of the Fruit Formation Temple, and ranked fourth or fifth in the temple; he had the highest Cultivation state or generation among the group. He waved the sleeve of his monk robe to bring Xi Yiyun to his side, as he looked at the strange man of the Center Sect with a startled and bewildered expression, asking, "
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