In the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it.
After a brief pause.
The sword energy emitting an aura of Xumi suddenly broke, and then fell silently from mid-air into the abyss below...
"Master!"
Zhao Feng's eyes were almost torn apart!
"Elder Xumi!"
All the cultivators were shocked.
But on that fat, fleshy orb, pairs of eerie eyes opened at this moment, looking at all the cultivators around, with a flash of greed in their eyes...
...
"Amitabha."
The Wheel-turning Temple of the Great Snow Mountain roared with the wind and snow.
Above the sacred hall, hung four large characters 'Supreme True Enlightenment'.
Incense smoke curled upwards, and the sound of bells and chants echoed.
The Wu Monkey King sat cross-legged in the hall, surrounded by a golden glow, as a relic pagoda slowly rotated behind him. He held Buddha beads, draped in a Kasaya robe, and uttered a Buddhist mantra with his head bowed.
