The Heavenly Star Daoist

Butcher and the others, discussing the reconstruction, were suddenly transferred to the sky above a field. Their hearts jumped, and they knew something was wrong.

"How bold you are."

The Heavenly Star Daoist didn't fly into a rage, but his cold voice made their scalps tingle, and they hurriedly bowed.

"Senior, please calm your anger. May I know how we have offended you?"

Cold sweat seeped from their foreheads, and they did not dare to look up at the Heavenly Star Daoist.

"You're still acting with me."

The Heavenly Star Daoist's right foot stepped in the air, and an invisible force surged out, making it hard for them to breathe.

"I'll give you one last chance. Where is the Holy Infant Temple Master now?"

"Senior, we really don't know... I don't know..."

"Hmph! You're looking for death!"

Seeing that Butcher and the others were still stubborn, the Heavenly Star Daoist was even more furious.