"Wang Ba is about to die. If I were that Void Refining cultivator from Wanxiang Sect, for a disciple like this, I would absolutely step out to protect him..."
"If they don't come out, that would mean..."
A trace of anticipation flickered in his eyes.
The answer was soon to be revealed.
At the same time.
At the bottom of the Ice Abyss in the Northsea Continent, the shadow of a young figure frowned slightly.
"Although I've borrowed the method of using Dao soldiers, if he were to perish mid-way like this, it would be..."
After pondering for a moment, his voice quietly transmitted from the depths of the sea.
"Monkey, why haven't you gone already?"
Outside the Ice Abyss, within a grand Ice Snow Buddha Temple.
Seated atop a lofty lotus throne before the gathered monks, like a Buddha himself, Wu Monkey King slowly opened his eyes, his thoughts stirring as he gazed southward.
He lowered his head and chanted a Buddhist blessing.
