The jade statue's face was filled with sorrow as it wailed. There was not a single tear, but it was heart-wrenching.
"King, so that's how it is. King, my king, you didn't betray us. You didn't betray us…"
He did not doubt Old Qin's words. Over the long years, he had already sensed that something was amiss. This was because all the other monks' spirituality had been eroded, turning them into chaotic existences. Only he could retain a hint of rationality. Only at that moment when the jade statue of fear was taken away did he feel that he had been instantly broken through by the chaotic spiritual tide and completely lost his rationality!
Now that he had recovered for an instant with the help of White Tiger, he immediately understood that he had been able to maintain his rationality for a long time because of the gray jade statue buried under him!
"The king separated himself and has been accompanying us. I see, I see…"
