Lu Zhou raised his hand. He pushed his hand that was wrapped in Primal Qi out before he suddenly stopped. His hand trembled slightly. How could he not feel anything? A master for a day was a father for life, after all. What father could do this to his child?
Lu Zhou hesitated. He found it difficult to face his failure. His mind was in a mess at this moment as various thoughts appeared. He wondered if he did not transmigrate here, if he did not force his disciples back to the Evil Sky Pavilion, if he had stopped at the eighth leaf, would this have happened.
After a moment, he dismissed the messy thoughts and pushed his hand out again.
When the golden palm seal arrived above Si Wuya, it multiplied into several seals.
This was the sealing technique of the Celestial Masters Sect.
