She didn't turn around, but gently said, "Master, could you let me go?"
"Are you a dead person? Forgive me, I can't pretend I didn't see that!" Old Monk Qinghai's voice became unusually serious. He had been speculating during the day, and now that he saw the scene of the Death Soul Worm gathering dead souls, he was even more convinced. The aura radiating from him became apparent, as if he was about to make a move.
Frowning, Kikyo felt a trace of unspeakable annoyance in her heart. She turned around, intending to say something more, but was involuntarily stunned when she saw the old monk's appearance.
The old monk stood there solemnly, with young monks behind him, but compared to during the day, they were in quite a sorry state now. Their monk robes were torn to shreds, and even if they tried to tidy them, there were still many places damaged, turning into tattered strips.
