บท 509: The Fall of Zhai Xing Lou's Tower Master

He Chuan suddenly opened his eyes. A bright light flashed in his eyes. His eyes were clear, and he was no longer as upset as before.

"Thank you for helping me train my heart, haha." He Chuan laughed and said,

"You…" Before Zhai Xing Lou's Tower Master could get angry, the sky changed again.

A huge black vortex appeared above his head.

The suction force from the vortex. It sucked away all the demonic energy on He Chuan's body.

In the void, Zhai Xing Lou's Tower Master was involuntarily sucked out.

"Who exactly are you?" The white-haired and white-browed young Confucian scholar's eyes were filled with panic.

Whoosh!

He was sucked into the vortex.

In the depths of the vortex, a white-robed man sat in front of a stone table in a world with a dark green sky.

The surrounding black goats lowered their heads and ate grass. Some of them had their heads stuck in their horns, while some had poisonous snakes wrapped around them.