Bab 364: Make All Laws Disappear, Rid the Heavens of its Existence

While Fang Ning was using Demon Singing Buddhist Mantra, on the other side of the vast ocean, in the eastern suburb of San Francisco on the west coast of the USA, there was a splendid Chinese villa.

In the home theater of the villa, a black-robed man was currently leaning back on a purple sofa, staring at the extra large high-definition curved screen opposite him.

Behind him, a charming western white woman waited on him respectfully with great care.

A myth series was playing on the screen. It seemed to be a very old production.

The plot was old, and the cinematography was even older. There were some rough fighting scenes from time to time which were nothing like the high-definition movie effects now.

However, the black-robed man still paid rapt attention.

What was more surprising was that the images on the screen were moving very fast.

The frames flashed quickly, showing that they were being played at high-speed.