The Martial Arts Legend locks onto divine consciousness; Xiao Yuxue is doomed.
He led Shaking Light and Li Guanyi forward; this was the place of the Demon Sect. Xiao Yuxue clutched her wound, holding that crystal stone, turning and winding forward. The Whale Hunter followed along, the road winding as if returning to the past.
'Little beggar, we have a Buddhist chanting assembly here, would you like to come?'
'Is food provided?'
'All you can eat!'
The scripture reels on both sides rotated, making a clanging sound, the prayer flags changed, and the figures of the Buddhas lingered. In his childhood, the Whale Hunter was just a little beggar; amidst the chaos of the world, where was a beggar's way to live?
The Whale Hunter's eyebrows tightened, his wide-sleeved black robe flowing, silver hair draping down to his waist.
Even though he killed many with his own hands, as he awakened along the way, not a speck of dust tainted his silver hair.
