「Above Celestial City Peak.」
Inside the Bone Daoist Palace, Su Miao and Sun Fuguo sat across from each other, sipping tea.
Sun Fuguo spoke, "Three auras were left at the scene. I'm very familiar with that cold one—it must have been left by the Demon Buddha Inheritor. From the looks of it now, however, it seems they have perished."
"The other two auras were quite peculiar. One was of an ethereal Sword Intent, the other a vast, mighty thunder that struck fear into one's heart. But both came to an abrupt end, suggesting their owners perished as well."
Su Miao took a sip of tea and contemplated for a moment before saying, "This kind of display reminds me of the commotion your disciple caused. It was just like this when he eliminated the Tier Three Celestial Demon back then."
Sun Fuguo nodded. "I suspected the same."
Su Miao set down his teacup, his gaze profound. "That mysterious technique of his is getting more and more formidable. I just wonder what the cost is."
