C48 Save the Innocent

An ethereal soul emerged from the bottle, nearly transparent and flickering like a candle in the breeze.

"You possess the secret scriptures of the Myriad Beast Sect; how did you come by them? What has become of the Myriad Beast Sect now?" Long Tong spoke with a measured calmness, his demeanor betraying a sense of detachment born from seeing the world's vicissitudes