As the star officials in the Heavenly God Palace were shocked by Jin Chanzi's strength, Jin Chanzi slowly withdrew his hands, muttering, "Amitabha, well done, well done."
The next second, he reverted to his lazy demeanor, yawned, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, we should leave. This resentment is too deep and will reappear shortly, perhaps even stronger."
Appear again?
And stronger?
Qin Jun's brows furrowed. Why did that sound like an ancient soul?
Back then, Old Man Yi was entangled by an ancient soul just like this, with the ancient soul growing stronger each time it was defeated. And both seemed to exist like the soul's qi state. Could there be some connection?
Yang Jian flew over and said, "The resentment below has accumulated to an uncontrollable level, we really must leave."
With even Yang Jian saying so, Qin Jun naturally would not stay behind and court death.
"Then let's go!"
