Chương 117: Chapter 3 Sword Qi Cave Heaven

The heavy rain was torrential, and a group of crows cawed mockingly.

Xie Xuanyi landed back on the small mountain of the Thunder Pool, as the swirling Thunder Talismans in the sky gradually dimmed, and the Vast Righteous Qi tearing through half the night sky slowly dispersed.

Real Man Jin Yuan had died and his Dao had vanished, those "Yin things" controlled by the spirit didn't gain their freedom.

This Spirit Control Technique was not only eerie, but also domineering.

Once the Heart Lake is manipulated, one can only become a "plaything", and once the master dies abruptly, these slaves must follow in death.

The crows that filled the sky fell one after another, splattering the ground with crimson pits of blood.

The young monk had never seen such a bizarre scene, his face pale as he constantly twirled his Buddhist beads and silently recited sutras.

With support, Fa Zhao slowly sat up straight.

"Thank you, benefactor, for your help."