Master Sanzang was finally roused and rushed to the Central Courtyard.
His simple monk's robes fluttered without a wind, a clear sign that his heart was in extreme turmoil.
However, when he saw the scene in the courtyard clearly—
—the immeasurably valuable Celestial Spirits and Earthly Fiends Immortal Peach Tree, the greatest treasure of Zhenyuan Temple, had been reduced to charcoal; chaotic Gang Evil Origin Qi was dissipating all over the ground; and two Daoist Children lay in pools of blood, their life or death unknown...
The look of compassion and composure on Sanzang's face finally crumbled.
'This was so far beyond what he had anticipated.'
'Was the thousand-year grand plan of Puchen Pure Land about to be ruined by a reckless monkey?!'
Even with his excellent temperament and self-cultivation, the sight almost made him faint from shock.
'Like this, they had jumped right into the trap set by the Primordial Sect.'
"Ah!"
