章 1753: The Boy Who Cried Wolf

Lu Zhou had many things to attend to now and did not have time to chat about the past. If he had the time, he might well have absorbed the four power cores. When he absorbed the power cores, some of the disjointed images and scenes in his mind had begun to piece themselves together. With that, the memories of the Unholy One he had obtained back then became clearer and clearer.

After Lu Zhou left, Xuanyi and Ouyang Ziyun flashed outside the Dao hall at the same time. Both of them sighed softly.

Xuanyi moved to stand next to Ouyang Ziyun and said with an expression of worship on his face, "I always thought you're just the Holy Maiden's teacher. I didn't expect you to be from the same generation as the Unholy One."