C318 Death Without a Burial Ground

Within the spiritual chamber!

A pale golden radiance enveloped Westley, growing thicker by the moment until it even began to seep through the chamber's crevices.

Gladwyn stumbled upon the scene and, transfixed, murmured, "Mr. Jimenez is..."

As a fellow cultivator, Gladwyn could instinctively feel the potent vibrations emanating from within!

"Could it be that Mr. Jimenez is on the verge of..