The monk had a long beard, but his head and face were incredibly smooth, appearing youthful.
At this moment, he stood firmly in the void, looking around with a hint of sentiment in his eyes.
But soon, he couldn't help but show a trace of discomfort.
He frowned slightly, murmuring softly:
"This place is full of sin; even the Bodhisattvas dare not come here, for fear of delaying their merits, but they cannot stay long. However, if it weren't for this, I wouldn't have this merit in my hands..."
Without hesitation, he effortlessly took out a ring engraved with a pavilion pattern.
After slightly activating it, a vast star chart emerged from the ring.
On the star chart were countless yellow dots and a single red dot.
"The Sea Market is indeed gone."
The monk's eyes scanned the star chart, calculated with his fingers, and shook his head slightly.
