Yang An consciously returned to Golden Wave Pond once more. The journey was completely unhindered, and he was in quite a fine mood.
No wonder some people loved making a fortune from war. In one go, Gong Niang had devoured a vast number of souls. Under normal circumstances, that would have been utterly impossible.
Gong Niang also needed time to digest the memories within those souls, while Yang An had only one day left of confinement in Golden Wave Pond. That naturally would not do.
Thus, voluntarily adding more time to his own punishment was also a perfectly reasonable thing to do.
What Yang An did not know, and did not wish to know, was that both Golden Thread Pavilion and Great Virtue Temple had already been turned upside down.
"You're saying he killed everyone from Thousand Gu Mountain and Great Virtue Temple by himself?!"
Thirty Flow asked in the central hall, his tone so shocked that it bordered on disbelief.
The various internal affairs elders of Golden Thread Pavilion were also in the hall, and at this moment, they were somewhat speechless. It was not only Thirty Flow who could not believe it; if they had not witnessed it with their own eyes, no one would have believed Yang An capable of such a feat.
As fellow cultivators of the Gui Path, killing another Gui Path cultivator was no easy matter unless there was a vast disparity in cultivation realms, or their powers of rules strongly countered one another. Even killing a single Gui Path cultivator was far from simple.
Yang An was different. He had killed a whole group.
Although this had something to do with the rule power he possessed completely countering Thousand Gu Mountain's Gu arts, that was not important, because... he had killed them instantly.