lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Within the scope of his spiritual insight, there are no secrets.,The wooden statue of a deity in the Taoist temple was long gone, likely burned by beggars for fuel. But beneath the altar lay a child beggar, barely alive, motionless, perhaps counting down the days until his death - this was the reason the beggar had hesitated before.,Behind him loomed a majestic and awe-inspiring divine apparition, its hand clutching a fiery dragon. Its immense pressure was suffocating.。