Inside the inn.
Ren Ye craned his neck, staring dumbfounded at Xing Wu, his mind filled with ten thousand questions.
According to Little One, the Immortal Wave Sect had sent Celestial Master Xun and eight other Fifth Grades to sneak into Xingshan with the two children, yet Xing Wu had ultimately killed them all by himself?!
How... how was that possible? Even Demoness Sister, renowned as a killer of strapping men, would have struggled to accomplish that!
And why was Xing Wu radiating a boundless, surging devouring power that felt so familiar to him?
The Little Bad King stood frozen beside the bed. After only a moment's recollection, he blurted out, "Th-this is the devouring power from that tunnel in the Emperor's Tomb? Xing Wu, why is this strange power inside you?"
Behind him, Daoist Chu, who had been staring fixedly at Xing Wu, suddenly brightened for no apparent reason. He said excitedly, "It... it's actually the Devouring Dao! Is this a world-shaking Secret Method from some unknown Immortal Land? I told you this boy was no ordinary child!"
He looked as though he genuinely understood it, so Ren Ye immediately turned and asked, "You know something about this devouring Divine Power? Then do you know how to suppress it?!"
"Other than the words 'Devouring Dao,' I know nothing," Daoist Chu replied, shaking his head.
"If you know jack shit, why the hell are you running your mouth?!" Xu Bangzi spat in exasperation.
Hearing this, Ren Ye immediately asked Xing Wu urgently, "Wh-what exactly has happened to you?"
The Peach Blossoms Mark between Xing Wu's brows had stopped flickering. It simply rested vividly on his forehead, looking so lifelike that it seemed ready to fly out at any moment.
That peach blossom was as fathomless as the boundless universe and