Boom!
The lightning tribulation descended again.
A bolt from the blue also struck Xu Xiaoshou's mind.
Though Shouye had not said much, how could Xu Xiaoshou fail to grasp the meaning between the lines?
“So the power of the Taixu you had back then was merely... Ghost Beast power without the scent of a Ghost Beast?” The secret Xu Xiaoshou had learned from Shouye felt even more outrageous than anything Moon-Joining Immortal City's loudmouth had revealed. He thought of Lu Ke.
What sort of person was that little Red Robes member? Merely a Ghost Beast Host, or an existence similar to Shouye?
"Perhaps." Shouye smiled noncommittally. "Just as you said, some answers must be sought out on one's own, and these answers that are not yet certain..."
He suddenly raised his eyes toward the lightning at the summit of the deep sea, determination filling them.
"This old man will seek them out!"
The thunder exploded once more, illuminating the vastly different expressions on their faces with ever greater clarity.
"It hurts like hell..."
Xu Xiaoshou cradled his mangled, bloody head, unable to recover for a long while.
He felt that even the agony brought by the lightning tribulation was less explosive to his state of mind than the words Shouye had just spoken.
This was too outrageous! The Holy Spirit Hall had specifically established an organization called Red Robes, with a corresponding organization called White Robes.
One of these two great organizations specialized in killing Ghost Beasts, while the other specialized in killing criminals of the Dark World.
Yet the Holy Spirit Hall itself was also using Ghost Beasts, stripping away their abilities and "parasitizing" them onto Spirit Cultivators? How was such a method any different from those savage Ghost Beast Hosts they spoke of?
"No wonder..."
For a time,