Jiang Shiyi had always felt that he was able to survive in the cultivation realm with his intellect.
But as of today, he felt that perhaps he wasn't as clever as he thought.
What was happening before his eyes?
He was utterly bewildered.
Due to a deeply ingrained righteous perception of Ji Changsheng, Jiang Shiyi instantly chose to exonerate him, "There must have been some accidental factors at play. If you look at the Merit Gold Lotus above Changsheng's head, it continues to blossom, proving that he did not kill the wrong person."
Li Qinglian nodded subconsciously, but still blurted out, "Even if he didn't kill the wrong people, he killed… too many... and it seems like everyone he killed were the masters of the Guanyin Hall."
Jiang Shiyi scanned around, his eyes twitching uncontrollably.
Much of the victims were indeed the masters of the Guanyin Hall's 33 lineages.
Moreover, all of them were Mahayana stage cultivators.
Mahayana stage!