"We have set up numerous Glazed Towers across the Sixty-four States, which can capture residual auras within a certain range. They must have ultimately gone to the Golden Thread Pavilion's State Territory. After that, they vanished without a trace."
Qing Kong's voice was extremely hoarse, as if his throat was on fire with every word he spoke. It was painful to listen to.
Guang'an knelt behind them, completely oblivious to what was happening. He was utterly confused by Zen Master Qing Kong's words and didn't understand why the Bodhisattva had summoned him.
"Bodhisattva, although I have few leads on the whereabouts of the Life Crane Sect, I did make some unexpected discoveries on my way back.
In Cyan Lotus State, there is no Wudang Mountain! And no Shaolin Temple!"
Qing Kong raised his head. On his withered face, his eyes seemed to gleam with a sharp light.
He then suddenly spun around and pointed at the bewildered Guang'an.
