Above the surrounding mountains, demon clouds surged and rose from the temples. The eminent demon monks all rode on their clouds toward the golden peak, overflowing with murderous intent.
Xing An's aura was strong enough for nearly all the monks in Little Thunderclap Monastery to learn about his arrival, so they hurried over.
Xing An stood on the golden peak of Little Thunderclap Monastery as though he had come into an unmanned territory. He disregarded the numerous demon monks rushing over and smiled. "Why is everyone coming to die? The only one on this mountain that needs to die is only Great Divine Physician Qin. Let us settle our grudge first."
Pangong Tso was delighted and took two steps forward with his hands. He raised his head and said ruthlessly, "Divine Physician Qin, Senior Brother Xing An is calling you, so why aren't you coming up to die?"
Jing Yan looked at Xu Shenghua and in with a low voice, "Young Master…"
