Jian Wushuang, who had concealed himself in the abyss of the Blood Sea, was stunned when he heard Monk Konglun's words.
The Karma that he was infected with had no cause at all, so why did Konglun cut him off directly? There was no cause for Karma in this world?
Wasn't this a little too arbitrary and straightforward?
Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang looked at Konglun, who was sitting on the countless bones with dark eyes. He thought, 'Has his Inner Demon completely devoured his Heart Realm?'
"Are the good men still around?" Monk Konglun asked. He slowly put his palms together and bowed in Jian Wushuang's direction. "I've already developed an Inner Demon and can no longer teach and discipline the people. If you don't mind, we can just chat."
Jian Wushuang was not sure if his state of mind had changed. However, with the Karma and the great killing calamity, he could only try to talk to Konglun.