"Chan Fayuan, oh Chan Fayuan, the three roots of greed, anger, and delusion, all lie within your heart..."
"Today you have fallen!"
Fallen! Fallen! Fallen!
This voice echoed as if in a hollow valley, resonating across countless lands.
The power displayed by Ji Xingkong was terrifying, yet at this moment, it was far from overturning the Knowledge and Hearing Bell.
But for the first time, Chan Fayuan's expression changed.
...
...
In the Land of Shenxiao.
Yang Yu had already controlled the situation, holding a small mallet, intending to strike Lu Qilang's head as if it was a wooden fish.
