"Senior Brother..."
Xuan Du Daoist, one of the five disciples of Tiandu Sect, stared blankly at the back of Li Kunlun and suddenly sighed.
He knew, in front of that dazzling Senior Brother, the rest of the five were merely ants.
Even the green leaves beside the flowers were hardly a worthy match!
At this moment, he felt the ambiance turn awkward and hurriedly said, "Our sect knew of the impending fire disaster here and specifically ordered Senior Brother to come and quell it. What a boundless merit... Now that everything is settled, I shall take my leave."
He hardly had time to wipe the cold sweat from his brow before he transformed into a stream of light and vanished, his heart secretly complaining: 'Master decided to strike at the Xuanji Hundred Refining Sect without informing me beforehand, nearly got me killed too...'
"So this is... the Spiritual Treasure of this realm? It indeed possesses the mana of an Ancient Primordial Spirit!"
