He severed the thoughts in his mind, and Liang Hui cast his gaze toward the seven ancestors.
"The Buddhist scriptures and secret techniques involving karma, the soul, and memory, the old monk should have prepared them for me, right?"
Before the words had completely fallen, the seven ancestors had already loosened the Buddha Beads, allowing them to float in front of the youth.
"Your Majesty, these are all top-notch Buddhist scriptures and secret techniques from Dingchan Temple.
"Also, the location of the Demon Spirit Sect."
Liang Hui took a deep look at the old monk, reached out his hand to grasp the Buddha Beads, and didn't check them right away.
His gaze remained, staring at the old monk.
"Your Excellency, when will you pass into nirvana?"
Since the seven ancestors had chosen to say those words earlier, their end was inevitably set.
Only death could assure Liang Hui.
The seven ancestors were clearly prepared for this, their aged faces showing little surprise.
