Eat Their Words

"The long dream in thousands of worlds!" Amidst the golden light, a scrawny priest drawled. He had a bitter face, with his hair coiled in a pair of buns, and each bun having a lotus on it. A colorful branch was held in his hand.

"The fruit of Dao is harvested today." Another priest slowly walked out of the golden light. This priest was smiling while holding a brightly glowing staff. His hair were tied in three buns on his head, and each bun also had a small lotus.

"Priest Mu? Priest Hua?" Ji Hao looked at them with shock and asked without thinking.

The white-skinned smiling priest, who looked like an immortal, shook his head slowly and responded, "Priest Mu and Priest Hua have ceased to exist in this world. Now, we are...The Great Master and Second Master of our sect. As for names, we haven't decided yet."