But no matter how they thought about it, it didn't make sense; they had never even been to Fengyun County, so why did the Daoist before them act as if they had slaughtered his entire family?
Could this person really be that selfless and fearless individual?
Yi Chen was oblivious to their psychological turmoil; if he knew, he would definitely agree, saying, "That's right, even though I harvest leeks, sell tyrant chicken, drink alcohol, eat meat, love beauty, and am full of profanity, I know that I'm a good Daoist."
In the blink of an eye, vigor filled the sky; Yi Chen transformed into a golden rainbow and began to furiously entangle with the tall evil spirit before him.
In the midst of the intense booming sound, the resentful energy that had been building up in his heart these past few days gradually dissipated, and a supremely refreshing feeling suddenly surfaced in his mind.
