Chapter 1274: It's Blowing Up

"At your command!"

The killing monk Wuyan nodded, his body transforming into a blood-red afterimage that blurred and then vanished from sight.

Master Wuyuzi paced back and forth within the hall, seemingly unaware when a layer of cold sweat had begun to seep through the back of his clothes.

With a twist of his wrist, he took out a Huazi, the very item he had just pilfered from Luanyu. It was this thing that had freed a large number of monks from the two major temples in one fell swoop, liberating them from the Power of Faith and granting them their freedom.

He flicked his finger, and a burst of flames shot forth, igniting the stub and then drawing it to his lips for a small puff, shrouding himself momentarily in a cloud of smoke.