As the voice faded, the old monk's remains were utterly annihilated into ash, dissipating in the wind.
Li Ang stared blankly at the spot where Jianquan had vanished, his heart still echoing with astonishment and surprise.
Frankly speaking, Jianquan wasn't the most fierce, cruel, or cunningly sly enemy Li Ang had ever encountered. Nor was he the strongest (the Demon Buddha of the Jialan Sect was far stronger than Jianquan, who hadn't focused all his energy). However, he was definitely the opponent with the most resolute will, the most calculating mind, and the most ruthless methods.
