"The tasks are completed. I can visit the West Qi Mountain Temple tomorrow morning," Qin Yuesheng laughed.
…
The first time he came to West Qi Mountain Temple, Qin Yuesheng followed behind Zuo Zonghao and the others. This time, however, he came alone.
Looking at the mist-shrouded forest, Qin Yuesheng walked right in.
This forest was filled with a peculiar aura, as if unseen eyes were constantly watching you, making anyone feel a chill down the spine.
Qin Yuesheng surveyed his surroundings confidently. If someone were secretly observing him, he would sense even if they were hidden.
But now, Qin Yuesheng found nothing, as if it was all an illusion.
As he walked ahead, suddenly a swift gust swept towards the back of his head.
Despite not seeing it, Qin Yuesheng instantly sensed it, and with a pulse of Inner Strength, he threw a counter-punch backward.
It was the simplest punch, yet in Qin Yuesheng's hands, even the simplest punch unleashed astounding power.
Bang!
