Having been passed down for millions of years, the Louguan Dao, once the source of Taoism in this realm, was now a sea of fire. Bolts of lightning raged, shattering the ancient pavilions on Mount Zhongnan.,The Divine Path Taoist muttered, "If I hadn't made a vow, I would have already taken action! And you cunning villain will surely remain distrustful. In the future, I still have to be careful of you making a move against me.",Miokong forced out a drop of essence blood, which transformed into a handful of five-colored silk crimson. On the brilliant silk crimson, various vicious curses were entwined.。