The grey-robed cultivator turned around and left the secluded hut.
Si Wuya removed the clothes from his upper body. The scarlet script on his chest was still there. It did not show any signs of fading at all. He sighed softly. Since the mantra had landed on him, he had tried several methods to break it. Unfortunately, the mantra was not in the least affected.
Si Wuya looked at the books about mantras before he shook his head. 'I shouldn't believe everything that's written in the books. The mantra-breaking methods mentioned in the books are useless.'
He changed into another set of robes and looked up at the skies. Then, he said, "Men."
Swoosh!
Several grey-robed cultivators appeared immediately.
"Sect master."
"I'm going to the Lotus Dais."
