It was yet again twilight, and a star fell from the sky. Several beggars who had taken refuge in the dilapidated temple were utterly terrified and kowtowing outside its gate. Hearing someone asking them a question, one of them stammered out, "S-s... Immortal Master, this is at the outskirts of Fenglin City, and this temple... I... we don't know its name.","Too weak, Mo Jingyu!" Zuo Guanglie crossed his hands, and in an instant, his spell was complete.,Within him, a warmth unlike any other, flared suddenly and swelled.。