Bang!
Mei Suren shot to his feet, knocking over the wooden stool. Pointing at Xu Xiaoshou, whose body was seeping devilish energy, he asked, "What happened to him?"
By the wooden door, Ba Zunan still leaned there, immovable as a mountain.
Kong Yuhen sighed helplessly. "Something happened. Devilish energy has wrapped around him; he's already been targeted. Just as expected..."
He looked toward Ba Zunan as well, shrugged, and spread his hands. Everything went without saying.
If he had known this would happen, why do it in the first place? They had said this point in time was not suitable for directly running into the Devil Ancestor. Did they really think Xu Xiaoshou could transcend it? "What exactly happened?"
Mei Suren was anxious. Both Ba and Kong could see it, but he could not.
He hated his own helplessness, hated being like a blind man, and hated that he could not even help Xu Xiaoshou.
Kong Yuhen's attainments in the Way of Time clearly surpassed everyone present by far.
With a wave of his hand, a spacetime image appeared before the three of them.
Within it, Xu Xiaoshou sat upon a meditation cushion, devout and respectful. Divine light bloomed from the Holy Ancestor's stone statue, continuously bestowing spheres of light upon him.
"This is..."
Mei Suren looked at the utterly harmonious scene. All he felt from it was goodness; not the slightest wicked thought could arise in his heart.
This was a good thing!
It looked like an extraordinarily good thing! The Holy Ancestor was so benevolent, and Xu Xiaoshou so lovable—just like a good teacher and a good student in a classroom...
"No, isn't he meeting the Devil Ancestor?" Mei Suren suddenly woke up.
Kong Yuhen brushed his hand again, and the spacetime image changed.
The Holy Ancestor's stone