Walking along the divine path, following the Great Divine Official Cang Lan into the depths of the temple, the disciples of Wushuang felt a slight unease in their hearts.
After all, no one knew where this ill-tempered Great Divine Official intended to take them, only Tang Xing had a vague idea.
No matter how excessive An Chenghai and his group were, An's Divine Court were their own people, even if their audacity on the divine path provoked the Great Divine Official Cang Lan's wrath.
It would only result in punishment among their own people, especially as the Great Divine Official looked at them with an unconcealable trace of doubt in his eyes.
Very much like when he was appointed to teach disciples at the Martial Hall to practice the Painful God Separation Technique years ago.
As the thought passed, Tang Xing had a rough idea.
