Twenty Heavens of Buddha Realm

Xing An was carrying his chest as usual. He was still a youth in white, just like the Xing An that Qin Mu had met in the fruit forest. Yet the two of them looked completely different, like two people who had no connection with one another.

Qin Mu's heart shook. The only person in the world that he might fear, besides Eternal Peace, was Xing An.

Eternal Peace Imperial Preceptor was a saint and had his own principles when doing things. People who blocked his path would be gotten rid of, but as long as one didn't get in his way, he would remain their good friend.

Xing An was different.

His only goal was to collect. It was the collecting of the corporeal body parts of strong practitioners that had reached god realm in a certain area that urged him on!

His hobby was to take things he wanted from other people, but he wouldn't kill them. Instead, he would rear them in hopes for a second harvest.

He was unimaginably strong.