"Then how to purify?" Chu Honglin asked.
Chu Zhiyuan thought for a moment: "My current cultivation is too weak, I can't purify too many people at once, I can only do it one by one."
"Then how do you do it one by one?" Chu Honglin asked.
"Through touch," Chu Zhiyuan said, "Best to touch the head, as it saves effort."
Chu Honglin said, "Let's go."
The group returned to the large hall.
More than a dozen Feiyun Sect experts had their acupuncture points sealed, only able to maintain a furious gaze, staring deadly at Chu Honglin as he stepped into the hall.
Chu Honglin couldn't be bothered, looking at Chu Zhiyuan instead.
Chu Zhiyuan walked towards the crowd and reached out to touch a middle-aged man's head.
This middle-aged man was full of anger and indignation, his eyes filled with blood, as if he wanted to eat Chu Honglin alive.
When Chu Zhiyuan approached, he did not even glance, still staring dead at Chu Honglin.
