His speed was so fast that the Preachers from the five regions, even when Zhang Xing pushed to the limit to capture it, couldn't catch a trace.
In one moment, he was still at the old site of the Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe.
In the blink of an eye, the sea of flowers in Fusang City was blasted into charred blackness.
The Medicine Ancestor raised his eyes, and the moment the purple light in them reflected out, that burly figure clad in a cloak was already slamming a palm at his face.
"Is this the Penetrating Divine Senses of the Ancestor of Thought?"
The old man smiled playfully, as if watching a child wield a big gun. The yellowed shirt flapped in the strong wind, creating ripples.
Indeed, when the Path of Profound Divine Thought dominated time, even Bazhun'an had to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
Yet in the era where life was paramount, the first person to propose "tasting all herbs and achieving enlightenment" also drew a lot of attention.
Genius? As if anyone isn't!
