Nightfall
The epic and legendary tale of an extraordinary young man rising up from the masses, traversing his life in the pursuit of quantity over quality. His inquisitive voice echoes infinitely through the hills of the immortal Academy: "I am one who would rather suffer an eternity of destined calamities than beg for solace from thy saints..."
The Chiming of Bells in Xuankong Temple
Editor: Transn
The podao, that was splattered with blood, had been wiped down, now it was gleaming. Because of its dark color, it did not shine like snow, but was more like smooth stone. Ning Que sheathed the blade and looked out through the window into the desolate Wilderness.
Based on the black horse carriage's terrifying speed, he could have simply escaped. The old monk could not have stopped him. However, the monk could have alerted Xuankong Temple, which was why he chose to lash out.
Just like what he had told Sangsang, the old monk who practiced penance was definitely not an ordinary person from Xuankong Temple. His palms emitted gold light, which made it evident that he was well-versed in the skills of the Buddhism Sect. His true powers were definitely stronger than what he had shown in battle.