"This Snow Muddy Pearl... quite interesting..."
The Joyful Zen Master spoke softly.
"As long as Master likes it."
The Six Desires True Monarch knelt on the ground, not daring to lift his head, his voice trembling slightly.
"You show some filial piety."
The Joyful Zen Master smiled. She looked at Mo Taoist and White Ghost beside her, her eyes filled with a sense of superiority and self-satisfaction.
The three stepped into the Secret Tomb.
The map provided by the Paperman Sect had no issues, depicting the details with great precision.
The first layer of the Secret Tomb had been thoroughly ransacked, the three Pseudo-Saints strolled around... seeing many corpses.
