250 Mingxin Jianxing_1
Translator: 549690339
Zuo Zhonghou arrived at the temple's outer square.
With just one glance, his entire body froze in place.
The square was littered with severed limbs and scattered clothes, as well as Lanning Temple disciples lying on the ground cursing loudly after having their limbs amputated.
Many cultivators in the Void Refinement Realm had been stripped of their clothes and were suspended in mid-air above the square, no more than three feet off the ground.
It wasn't just those in the Void Refinement Realm; there were even elders in the Integration Realm at the same level as Zen Master Huihang, who were also imprisoned on the ground, crashing around but unable to take flight.
In the sky, led by Zen Master Huihang, nearly thirty cultivators in the Integration Realm, along with those in the Void Refinement Realm who had not been subdued, were currently being chased and attacked by a young man.
No, to be precise, two young men.