C1315 Jing jiu

Deep within the Sea of Bitterness, Wang Shuo frowned.

He felt strange sounds mixed in with those painful sounds.

Was it the wind?

Wang Shuo turned his head. Was it a spirit mountain? In the direction of the divine mountain?

The Monster of Faith?

The Immortal Buddha, immortal God?

How strange.

Wang Shuo listened attentively, his attention reaching a rarely seen level