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Meng Po looked at Su Xin in shock. She had never expected him to want to use that thing. What was he planning to do? Bathe Shaolin Temple in blood?
Once that thing was used, it was likely that not a single Shaolin Temple martial artist below the Soul Fusion Realm would survive. But likewise, Su Xin would face Xuan Ku's crazed pursuit—even an endless fight to the death!
Xuan Ku might usually seem like someone capable of enduring anything, but if a True Martial Realm expert went mad, the sight would be too horrifying to behold.
Su Xin looked at Meng Po and said calmly, "I'm not mad. Or rather, I feel that I'm not mad enough. Only a true madman will make others fear him. Now that Shaolin Temple dares to lay hands on my sister, it proves they think I'm not mad enough. So this time, I intend to go mad for them to see."
Su Xin's words were calm, but it was precisely that calmness that sent a chill down even Meng Po's spine.
After a long while, Meng Po said, "Using that thing requires Lord Ksitigarbha's permission. I'll go see Lord Ksitigarbha. Wait here for a moment."
With that, Meng Po vanished from where she stood, leaving only a few petals fluttering through the air.
Ksitigarbha's palace was exceedingly plain, without any magnificent decorations. Yet the stone pillars around it were densely carved with Buddhist scriptures, and at a glance, they gave one a sense of serenity.
At that moment, Ksitigarbha stood with his back to Meng Po, gazing at a statue of Ksitigarbha