I knocked down the ginseng fruit tree with one blow, but underneath the tree were full of baby corpses.
Inside the Five Immortals Temple, Zhenyuanzi raised his sleeve, revealing a sinister smile.
As the branches swayed, countless clear winds and bright moons fell from the ginseng fruit tree, laughing wildly as they surrounded me.
The entire Mount Wanshou trembled, devoid of immortal aura at the Daoist gate, only the purgatory of the end times.
