Chapter 1014 Swordsman, Can You Let Me Go?

The power of incense fire gathered from billions of devotees roared and bellowed, calling upon their deities, harboring malicious intent towards the lone green-clothed youth who remained, wishing nothing more than to flay him and devour his flesh.

Such malice permeated the heavens and the earth, as if the cultivator had been forsaken by the entire world.

However, all this malice could not come within a thousand miles of the green-clothed youth; anything that approached would be instantly annihilated.

What multitudes of people, what billions of beings, all were useless.

Daring to attack, clearly making their choice, regardless of the reason, they must die.

"These forces of incense fire are truly tiresome."

Jiang Ding frowned.

The malice of living beings, if abundant and sustains over centuries, can lead to dire consequences, involving causality and fate, a highly complex matter.

This is a world where spirit can influence matter.