"Great beings within the boundless mystery..."
"Guardians of the truth!"
"Lord Shenxiu!"
...
Zhong Shenxiu, who was drinking and watching a play on the balcony, rubbed his ears, hearing the ethereal prayers.
His eyes suddenly turned into a pitch darkness so dense that it couldn't be dissipated, as if through Kerry, he could see everything the other had seen before.
"What a way to court death... Even with Medlin's protection, the range the Holy Throne Crown protects is so vast that the strength guarding each person is diluted... Facing a Dharma Body might still be possible, but confronting a Corpse Dissolution Immortal? Is this courting death? Courting death? Or still courting death?"
Zhong Shenxiu sighed and, still using the connection formed by the prayers, bestowed his power.
He was only at the Primordial Spirit Realm, but focusing his energy to protect one individual was far easier than Medlin protecting an entire city, and he could indeed achieve it.
