Sha Qing

Konglun raised his head and looked into the unknown darkness. A rare expression of sadness flashed across his face.

"I've traveled across thousands of rivers and read countless Heavenly Regions before I realized that everything was just an illusion." He lowered his head and sat still like a stone statue.

Jian Wushuang touched the black ring bead in his palm, sighed, and slowly stepped back.

Just as Konglun had said, the hardest thing to get out of in this world was actually one's own prison.

He did not persist and took one last look at Monk Konglun, who was sitting at the bottom of the Blood Sea, before his figure disappeared.

The Karmic theory debate lasted for nearly seven days. All the doubts were answered by Konglun. Jian Wushuang also vaguely knew how to break his own Karma.

If one wanted to dispel one's own Karma, one must first find the cause.