"Is this a warning to me?"
Through the eyeholes of the Gou Chen Mask, endless cold light shone, indicating that its owner was in a very bad mood.
Although Tang Luo had long known that forces passed down from ancient times all had some aces up their sleeves, the depth of the Feitian Clan's collusion with Buddha's Country was far beyond his expectations.
The Great Zen Master of Buddha's Country was a master-level powerhouse who had completed the spiritual transformation of his flesh. With such a figure presiding, Tang Luo truly had no way to break into the temple relying solely on his own power.
However, this meant the first emergence of the Gou Chen had failed, which did nothing to improve Tang Luo's mood.
And feeling Tang Luo's displeasure, Jiutuo finally laughed sincerely.
This saintly monk from the city of Hyderabad had patiently explained so much, all to make Tang Luo realize that he couldn't enter the Vitas Temple with just his own power.
