The stratagem of startling the snake in the grass went smoothly.
This snake was all too easily startled.
Wang Jixuan had used a secret art to temporarily enter a state akin to supreme indifference, his thoughts extraordinarily clear and active, devoid of any extraneous ideas.
Even compassion and empathy were absent.
This was actually one path of Taoist cultivation, which Wang Jixuan had tried before, but quickly abandoned.
It wasn't that someone had disrupted his cultivation, but rather he found it somewhat dull, with only the Daoist and cultivation remaining in his heart, feeling a bit too detached from human emotions.
Wang Jixuan waited quietly.
The Buddhist Temple Team's transport, covered by the fighter squadron, was moving towards the predetermined location.
In front of him, flashing sectors kept appearing on the holographic map.
