"Ding, you have successfully destroyed Sun Wukong's physical body and primordial spirit, the physical body has dissipated, but it seems there is still a mark remaining in the world."
Clang!!
With a loud noise, the Wuzun Kugu Bodhisattva sitting at the peak of Five Finger Mountain, after using the last of his stored power under Lu Ren's connection, completely turned into dust, disappearing entirely as the True Wind blew.
Lu Ren sat on the ground, the True Wind, which was originally erosive to the bones and flesh, now felt like a gentle breeze on his face, giving a surprisingly pleasant feeling thanks to his incomprehensible physique and spiritual resilience.
Indeed, such a peerless fiend, even if imprisoned in such a place for countless years, can find an opportunity to escape.
Perhaps it will manifest in Ji Quanzhen.
Lu Ren hesitated, a thought flashed through his mind, but he eventually dismissed it.
