At the Pure Land Sect's stronghold, in the grand Buddhist hall, Great Elder Bi Xiu, usually the picture of solemn Buddhist dignity, now looked nothing like an enlightened monk. His eyes bulged as he roared at the Dharma Protector disciple who had come to report:
"Why have three days passed and you still haven't uncovered a single useful lead? What the hell has your master been doing?!"
"Great Elder, please forgive us. Not a single high-ranking fellow disciple from the Luojin City branch temple survived; they were all murdered.
"The few surviving low-ranking disciples were scared out of their wits. No matter how we questioned them, all we learned was that the attacker was a Nascent Soul Late-stage Great Cultivator who called himself Luo.
"As for why he destroyed the temple, where he went afterward, and what divine abilities he used, they knew nothing at all!
"My master possesses some investigation techniques, but the opponent's cultivation is simply too high. He truly could do nothing about it. I beg Great Elder to be understanding!"
As the Core Formation Buddhist cultivator reported in terror, he cursed his own master bloody in his heart.
Whenever they went to Consort Ming Palace, they never brought him along. Yet when it came to taking the blame, he was the first one they thought of.
"Understanding? You still have the nerve to ask This Seat for understanding? Do you know what a disaster this is?!"
Bi Xiu was beside himself with fury. Not only did he roar without regard for his status, but he also released the mana aura of a Nascent Soul Late-stage cultivator, blasting the Core Formation Buddhist cultivator away.
At that moment, a Nascent Soul Elder beside him casually waved his hand, sending out a gust of bitter wind that blew the