"Wu Lao, I didn't expect your luck to be so good. The God of Killing actually removed all the hazards of the Four Sacred Spirit Killing Formation. However, I'm curious to see how Bai Xiaofan will escape the Black Witch Clan's Soul Severing Curse!"
Li Qiu's aged eyes stared into the void, as if he could see something invisible. His deep voice slowly echoed, and then he got into a taxi and left.
What Li Qiu didn't notice was that, just after he left, the spot where he had been standing earlier was approached by a man and a woman.
The man was a bald-headed youth.
"Kong Kong, the old man was talking about the God of Killing—isn't that Bai Xiaofan? Is he planning to hurt Bai Xiaofan?"
At this moment, Zhan Xueru held onto Kong Kong's arm with both hands, worriedly asking for clarification.
"This is Bai Benefactor's tribulation. His body harbors too many mysterious enigmas, even I cannot fully discern them!"
