Dharma and the Secrets of the Golden Bell Jar

"Hmm? He's here."

Wu Feng furrowed his brows slightly and whispered.

Dugu Yiren followed Wu Feng's gaze and saw the figure in white.

No one was surprised by his arrival.

If he hadn't come, that would be strange!

"Have the results come out?"

Almost as soon as their gazes fixed on him, the swordsman in white, known as Nameless, leaped down from the rooftop and appeared in the courtyard.

Upon hearing Nameless's inquiry, Dugu Yiren explained, "Master Nameless, the coroners from the court, and Zhang Jinjiu are examining the body. We expect results soon."

Tang Tianshan, the head of the Kongtong Sect, interjected, "There's not much to check, really."

"The person who captured Xiao Lin is a master of the Buddhist Golden Bell Jar technique. Even the Pure Yang Finger, a skill of the Divine Marquis, couldn't penetrate his defense. At the lowest level of his skill, he's at least a half-step grandmaster. If it weren't for Monk Wukong of the Diamond Sect, there are only two possibilities."