The expression of the Luo Han Sect's member was deep and profound, "However, he retains the memories from his past life and generally maintains his past personality and consciousness. Fortunately, he also has a half-dead physical body, and as long as the number of believers doesn't exceed the limit in the future, it is unlikely to affect his spiritual wisdom."
Chu Xisheng turned his head to look at the 'Iron Futing' beside him.
This war armor appeared immobile, yet it was actually struggling violently all along.
The face mask covered the Iron Madman's face, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes.
Those eyes were not only filled with boundless fury, resentment, and kill intent, but also emitted a tangible killing power, stabbing towards Chu Xisheng like a blade.
Chu Xisheng smiled helplessly, "In a few days at most, I will prepare all the magic materials Mr. Luo needs. Now, what should I do with him? Shall we temporarily seal him?"
