Xiao Yun headed west, with Dragon One racing beneath him.
Before long, they approached the Buddhist temple.
Yet no matter how Xiao Yun pushed his Double Pupil to its limit, he could not see through the temple and discern what lay within.
That mysterious power was simply too dense around the Buddhist temple, rendering even Xiao Yun's Double Pupil useless.
By now, Dragon One also sensed that something was wrong. His voice trembled as he said, "I don't know why, but I suddenly feel deeply ashamed. I remembered the slaughter back in the True Dragon Nest, how I cruelly killed brother after brother, and how I joined forces with Gu Tian Yi to deal with your Chaos Holy Land. All of it... it all makes me feel guilty..."
The more Xiao Yun listened, the more he felt something was off. He lowered his head, and his gaze immediately sharpened.
As Dragon One spoke, he actually began to cry. Tears streamed down his face, which was filled with shame and regret.
Damn, had he put down the butcher's blade and become a Buddha on the spot? Had he suddenly awakened to the truth?
Xiao Yun raised his head to look at the Buddhist temple before him, his expression turning incomparably grave.
Even if Dragon One was not particularly impressive, he was still a Great Emperor. Yet he had been influenced so silently, without anyone noticing.
"Get lost!"
Xiao Yun snorted coldly, then stepped down through the air and walked toward the Buddhist temple.
Xiao Yun's shock snapped Dragon One awake. He hurriedly flew backward and soon left the west behind.
"What kind of damned place was that? It nearly made me want to become a monk—" Having fled the west, Dragon One stared in that direction with a face full of