"When your abilities fall short, your good deeds may not turn out as intended!"
In a small courtyard in Miaoyin City, Lu Qingfeng opened his eyes, a chilling light showing in his gaze.
Lu Qingshan and Lu Qingyu were both furious, yet utterly powerless!
How could the three Lu Qingfengs, born in Blackwood Village, not know about the infamous and notorious River God Festival?!
This time, Lu Qingshan and Lu Qingyu had thought that, with Truth-Destroying Type One in hand, they could ruin the River God Festival and save all the infants being sacrificed. Lu Qingfeng had guessed that doing so might expose the fatal weakness of the "black-robed man." Yet a trace of weakness deep in his heart had still kept him from rejecting their proposal.
The five Truth-Destroying Type Ones had indeed saved all forty-two infants being sacrificed.
Regardless of how these infants would be sent to safety or how they would grow up healthy,
at least they had been rescued for now.
But saving forty-two people had invisibly harmed even more.
"Big brother, should we save them?"
Lu Qingshan asked in a trembling voice.
He knew as well that Huangzhi Mountain was where the Return to Truth Sect's headquarters stood, and that countless experts were gathered there. During this period, the Return to Truth Sect had contracted its defensive lines, making Huangzhi Mountain's defenses even more frightening.
If Huangzhi Mountain had been a dragon's pool and a tiger's den two months ago, it was now covered by a Heavenly Net!
"Big brother, the puppets can be refined again if they're lost!"
Lu Qingyu pleaded.
"Let's give it a try."
Lu Qingfeng agreed.
As Qingyu had said, the puppets could be refined again if they were lost. With Daoist Miaoyin protecting them, it would not be a major