Apart from the hair within his bald scalp, Old Monk Jingjue's body was entirely mortal flesh. Even if he had fled at the first opportunity, he could never have escaped under a Celestial Person's very eyes.
With a mere stir of Zhang Yuan's thoughts, the Three-Colored Qi Light arrived in a flash, catching Old Monk Jingjue before he had run twenty meters.
The Three-Colored Qi Light did not erase Old Monk Jingjue outright. Instead, it formed a cage and trapped him inside.
Zhang Yuan took a single step, appearing outside the cage of qi light.
The Demonic Calamity ravaging the Ya Kingdom actually had little to do with him. At most, if he happened upon it and could help, he would save a few people. But saving an entire country...
Zhang Yuan had no such intention yet.
When poor, cultivate one's own virtue.
Who knew which True Lord was laying out the pieces behind this Demonic Calamity? If he rashly entered the game, even a cultivator at Celestial Person Perfection would die without a burial place, let alone someone like him-a Celestial Person Early Stage cultivator with no mystic wonders to speak of, whose only respectable assets were his pre-heaven artifact treasures.
However, Monk Miaoyuan, who had fulfilled the first of his Three Celestial Trials, the [Monk Trial], was this Old Monk Jingjue's disciple. That gave him a connection to the matter.
Since karma linked it to him, he had to get to the bottom of it.
Old Monk Jingjue huddled inside the cage, eyeing the ceaselessly flowing Three-Colored Qi Light warily. His face was covered in fear. Swallowing, he said:
"Sword Immortal, this humble monk has only just met you. Why would you deal me such a fatal blow?"
Zhang Yuan said indifferently, "I loathe evil as a mortal