What shocked Feng Rukong, the Divine Calculator, and the Sword Saint most of all was that, after the old monk stood up, he looked first toward Mo Yang, then bowed to him with his palms pressed together from a distance.
Even Feng Rukong turned back to look at Mo Yang, quite surprised. He knew of the grievances between Mo Yang and the Buddhist Sect, but he had no idea what connection Mo Yang shared with this sweeping old monk.
Mo Yang’s current state was bizarre. His aura fluctuated violently; the wild power within him seemed ready to burst forth and tear his body apart. His expression was equally strange—at times appearing wicked, at others flickering with traces of agony.
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