Chapter 315: Take a Clear Look_2

Thinking about the pupils in the mirror that had inexplicably changed color, Wei Yuan touched his left eye as if by accident, relieved to find nothing amiss.

His thoughts suddenly drifted, and a bizarre idea struck him: If he ever fell on hard times, could he possibly rely on his face to get by?

Wei Yuan then remembered a strange little Monk. Although the Monk was a bit touched in the head, his face was truly impeccable. If the end times came, he'd probably not worry about securing a meal.

Perhaps because the Monk was well favored, Wei Yuan had been particularly ruthless, landing numerous blows to the face.

In the blink of an eye, it was Noon, and various demons and immortals gathered, with Prince Jin sitting high on the central stage, his features still shrouded in shadows, unclear.

"The time has come, the autumn hunting begins!" the voice of the Ritual Grand Eunuch, Liu Quangong, echoed throughout the venue, lingering long after.