Li Mo silently watched as the shadow puppets entered the main hall one after another.
He did not act recklessly, merely gazing from afar at the main hall of Juxin Temple, completely devoid of any intent to test the waters with cancer cells.
Even Luo Yang, who has reached the Void Refining Stage, never dared to tamper with the Sword Tomb.
The Great Sun Sword Tomb, able to contain tens of thousands of Sword Ghosts, demonstrates a delicate balance, where the slightest mistake could result in catastrophic loss of control.
Li Mo's sole aim was to uncover the secrets of celestial upheavals from Juxin Temple.
Unfortunately, his limited perspective brought him meager results.
More than eighty percent of the shadow puppets exited Juxin Temple the same way they came, scattering once again into the narrow streets and alleys, morphing into bizarre and unsettling murals on the walls.
"How did the Heavenly Sword Sect's Taoist inheritance evolve into something like this?"
Midnight passed.
