Chapter 119: Carrying a Knife and an Umbrella on a Rainy Night_1

Sheng Country was sleepless this night.

Ji Changsheng's official promotion to Nascent Soul stage spurred many, but it also triggered the collapse of many others inwardly.

"It's actually not an illusion."

"The Merit Energy is real."

"You can't fake Merit Energy nor the power of the Nascent Soul... Killing those sinners, you can actually cultivate merit to ascend.

This revelation shook many people to their core.

With just this, the Mystic Temple has embarked on a path to its demise - there is too much evil inherent within humans.

If they are to be used as fodder for cultivation, there will always be a sword hanging over them.

Don't think that these people will repent. As long as there's a semblance of success, they would rather eliminate any threats than change.

Thus, although the Mystic Temple cultivated merit before, they were not as extreme as Ji Changsheng.

Under numerous watchful eyes, Ji Changsheng offered people a valuable lesson: