"You are being honest and telling me the truth—are you saying the State Preceptor is someone who cultivates both Buddhist and Taoist practices?"
"Exactly."
"Let me ask you another question, does the sudden attack by the mages under the State Preceptor suggest that the State Preceptor is nearby?"
At this question, Zuo Qianhu attracted the attention of everyone present. Under their gaze, he replied somewhat embarrassingly:
"That's right! The State Preceptor is nearby! With his divine mana, you cannot escape... I'm sorry... I cannot let you go..."
"I don't believe it, shall we escape now?!"
Xiao Wangba had hated the State Preceptor for a long time, his eyes blinded by hatred. In his eyes, the State Preceptor was a demon daoist, not to be feared if not for the deep trust of the Emperor, even though those under the State Preceptor had already demonstrated their terrifying ability to kill.
"It's too late..."
