The clear chiming laugh resounded throughout the cathedral.
Gu Qing Shan lowered his gaze to look at the layer of scattered rocks.
They broke into uneven pieces, briefly displaying the inside that had turned a grey, dried-up color before crumbling into sand before disappearing.
The Sacred Chant Angel finally stopped laughing.
She softly sighed: "Thank you for helping me thoroughly remove my curse. Just a thought but, is it that hard to give someone else a compliment?"
Gu Qing Shan sincerely answered her: "I've done my best, and I was telling the truth-------- from an efficiency point of view, science seems to be more trustworthy after all"
He pulled the Earth sword back, lightly flipped it around, and grabbed the hilt.
His job was done.
The Sacred Chant Angel still wanted to say something else, but a voice suddenly resounded in the air.
"Go!"
With that, Gu Qing Shan vanished in front of her eyes.
