Crack.
Yuan Chang's eyes opened, turning completely silver-white, but his neck was twisted by Zhang Rongfang's single hand, and he quickly collapsed to the ground, turning into black ash.
"This is what I wanted to tell you all." Zhang Rongfang spread his arms, smiling as he spoke.
"The correct path."
"...!!?" Zhou Yan was dumbfounded, his heart numb with shock, and he was completely oblivious to the fact that his own arm was rapidly healing.
In just that instant.... Yuan Chang actually...!!?
This guy... this guy... who on earth is he!!!?
"Today's Daoist sect has long strayed from the path...." Zhang Rongfang took a step forward.
"Those of us who cultivate must seize the wonders of heaven and earth, refining the infinite of all living things. Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, Five Qi Toward the Origin!!"
He slowly turned his body, revealing the blood lotus pattern blossoming behind him.
