Death Comes

Fortunately, due to severe injuries, Hu Qing remained in a deep slumber, relieving him of any concerns. Otherwise, it would have been truly difficult for him to face the situation.

Even now, even if he had truly defeated Jiang Shang, he wouldn't personally take action, opting instead to leave it to Zhen Ling.

He wasn't going to bear that responsibility!

Let Zhen Ling take care of the killing, or find someone else to do it. At worst, push the responsibility onto someone else.

This way, Hu Qing wouldn't leave the Qishen Temple, and there would be no resentment towards him.

Initially, Hu Qing was just a young novice monk, and now he had become a supreme-peak powerhouse.

Time!

How fast it passes by!

Jian Wushuang couldn't help but marvel.

As for the battle between the two, he didn't pay much attention. Jiang Shang's aura was weakening, and Moluo could win at any moment.