As Wuming Sword Sage's words fell, the gray-robed old monk's face immediately changed drastically.
However, it was clear that the gray-robed old monk did not fully believe Wuming Sword Sage, so after a moment of silence he said, "May the benefactor please give Cangsheng Temple some time, we will surely give Emperor Immortal Sect an explanation."
Wuming Sword Sage did not deny the words of the gray-robed old monk, but nodded and said, "I also need to give Emperor Immortal Sect an explanation."
The gray-robed old monk seemed as if facing a great enemy.
Wuming Sword Sage didn't speak anymore, instead, he stared closely at the gray-robed old monk in front of him.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh ————
In the next moment.
Amidst the endless yellow sands of the West Desert Buddha Land, the sand grains seemed to have their own souls, soaring up to the sky.
On this day.
A terrifying anomaly appeared in the West Desert Buddha Land.
