Sky-Devouring Demon Scripture

Ten breaths later.

Zhang Ronghua withdrew his hand. After refining, he had obtained one-tenth of the power. He did not refine it. After all, what belonged to others was not his. If he wanted to go further and ensure the purity of the Sky-swallowing True Essence, he had to cultivate hard. However, it did not prevent him from using his cultivation to refine his body. Otherwise, he did not know how long it would take for him to make a breakthrough with just a Spiritual Treasure.

He looked at their corpses and thought about the nearby temples.

There were many temples in the capital. Some were very big, while others were very small. It was late at night, and they were not offering incense. They should be meeting someone. Inferring, the most likely was an abandoned temple.