In the Profound Daoist School, Lu Xuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, his expression listless. However, the aura around him grew even heavier, becoming deep and profound.
Just moments ago, by relying on the miraculous nature of this small courtyard and the boundless Thoughts of All Living Beings, he had, with a single word, erased the very cause of existence for the entity with the colossal hand. However, he had suffered a severe toll himself.
For one thing, the Thoughts of All Living Beings surrounding the Sanqing Temple had been depleted by nearly ten percent, and its miraculous power had also weakened by a tenth. But that was still acceptable. After all, following today's events, the name of the Sanqing Temple would resonate throughout the entire East Continent, and even across the whole Ancestor Star.
The subsequent influx of the Thoughts of All Living Beings would surely be continuous and unending.
It could even be considered a good thing.
RING, RING!
His cell phone rang.
