In his heart, only the continuous slaughter of the Pure World White Lotus Sect's people could slightly quell the anger within.
Only by grinding these demons into dust could he console the souls of his unjustly killed relatives.
This battle is either your death or my survival, with absolutely no room for retreat!
"You damned old coot!"
Jingxin saw the benevolent facade on Master Qingming's face finally shatter, as the holy white lotus around him instantly took on a ghastly deathly aura.
Of course, what angered Jingxin the most was.
He never expected that his use of the Holy Sect's Pure World White Lotus Secret Technique to conceal the heavens' secrets would be seen through at a glance by this junior, Lu Xuan.
The carefully designed trap—Jingxin was just waiting for these fools to kill each other so he could reap the benefits like a fisherman.
