In the forest a few dozen kilometers from the temple, a bald young man looked toward Zhao Jiuge’s direction.

This young man had a bald head, red lips, and white teeth. He was only about 17 or 18 years old, and he looked over in shock and muttered in disbelief, “I didn’t sense that fluctuation wrongly!”

However, the young man’s question received no reply. He didn’t have anyone accompanying him and only the sound of the wind echoed.

The bald young man hesitated a bit and then made a decision. He got up and walked toward the direction.

……

In the dilapidated temple.

As time passed, the golden light around Zhao Jiuge's body faded. The smiling Buddha had long disappeared.

The golden light around his legs slowly stabilized, and everything seemed to be going in the right direction. He was immersed in his cultivation, so he didn’t know what was happening outside.

Fortunately, he had Pei Su Su guarding him, which allowed to completely focus on cultivation. A few hours later, the full effect of the Seven-Colored Flowing Light...