In Jingning's pair of clear, compassionate eyes there was pity: "The great calamity draws near, all living things suffer. This poor monk has come to ferry the world."
At these words, the atmosphere turned a little cold and solemn.
But Qin Liuxi laughed aloud: "The Evil seek to use all living things as sacrifice, ascend to the heavens and become a god. Yet, to disregard the spirits of all living things, to use them to sacrifice to the heavens and thus become a god, is to be an Evil God. The Evil must be slain!"
Her expression turned cold as she said, "If I am to slaughter gods, dare you go with me?"
"We dare advance and retreat together with True Monarch." The thunderous response resounded through the forest, startling countless birds and beasts into flight.
Feng Xiu folded his arms, his gaze sweeping past that large crowd of hot-blooded people, finally landing on the one at their head. She was like a ray of light, burning, blazing.
