Dushuo Mountain, underground catacombs.
"Aaaaahhh..."
"Roar, roar, roar..."
Two wildly different voices of frenzied wails, intermittently continued for half a month, finally quieted down completely today.
Wang Yuan and his entourage, who had been anxiously watching for half a month, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"These two are indeed worthy of being ones whose Daoist Skill has grown to form their own Heaven and Earth, the 'Green Seal Strange Immortals'.
Their resistance to the teachings of the 'Deceit Peach' is truly incomparable to any Mage or Magician.
If they were in their right minds, maybe they really could have thought of a way to save themselves, leaving me with an empty basket of efforts."
"Fortunately, reality has no 'ifs'!
After all the trouble over so long, I've finally managed to completely eradicate 'emotions,' the root cause of madness.
