Seventy-Five Thousand Draw
Su Mo silently looked at the shimmering Spiritual Force seal in his sea of consciousness.
Thy name is unknown.
Your deeds will live on forever.
If possible, he would inherit this will and make his due contribution to the elimination of pollution.
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Three days later.
Inside the rented apartment.
Su Mo flipped through the report that Xu Liushuang had sent over.
It was clearly written that under the coordinated pursuit of the guardian and other helpers, the Hewei Teahouse, where Lu Chuan's lair was located, was excavated and completely destroyed. An evil transformation ritual was interrupted under the teahouse, and several civilian Transcendent were rescued.
In addition, Lu Chuan himself was too slippery and could not really be caught.
However, based on the time he had spent burning his soul, his body must have been severely injured, and his strength must have decreased greatly. He probably wouldn't show himself for a short period of time.