"You are very strong and you are at the pinnacle of Chinese martial arts."
"No matter how strong you are, you are no match for him."
"Perhaps you can't even survive a single move."
Suning suddenly exerted his strength and said with pity in his eyes: "Let's go."
Ten minutes later, Blind Tong collapsed.
His soul was broken.
The soul gathers and disperses, and the body burns to ashes.
Suning's hand froze in mid-air.
There was deep weariness in his eyes.
"Three thousand small worlds, eight hundred medium worlds, and sixteen large worlds."
"The fairy world corresponds to the middle world."
"The Immortal Guards, the Pond of Creation, and all living beings in China are the animals raised in captivity in the Immortal World."
"The earth soul of the six meridians is a well. The earth soul is immortal and the well water is endless."
"Blind Tong hopes that the Six Meridians of China will be stable and that he can successfully complete his mission every year."
"I appeared because Uncle San needed to use the six-veined soul blood to get rid of his inner demons. By accident, I was forced to regard me as a serious problem for the defenders of the law."
"As for Liu Sansheng, he wants me to destroy the Buddhist earth soul."
"His purpose should be to destroy the well of Liumai."
"The earth soul has been destroyed, and we need to wait for a hundred years to generate a new earth soul."
"In these hundred years, he can plan more plans."
"Whether it succeeds or fails, someone will finally drop a pebble on the calm water."
Suning looked up at the sky for a long time.
"The end of March has arrived."
"The people from the immortal world are about to arrive at the Immortal Tomb."
"A true master of the fairyland, how should I resist?"
