"This is the treasure of our White Brahma Temple," Pu Yi's voice was somewhat hoarse, "As long as this token is destroyed, the White Brahma Temple will suffer a heavenly catastrophe."
Upon hearing this, all the disciples were stunned.
They had not expected their master to be so ruthless.
"Master, is it really worth it?" a disciple asked with a trembling voice.
Pu Yi did not answer but instead coldly watched Luo Yao's team.
He intended to keep all these people here, to be reduced to ashes along with the White Brahma Temple.
Pu Yi had already made up his mind. He wanted to lift the token high and then smash it to the ground.
However, just as he was about to act, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
It was none other than Luo Yao.
Luo Yao looked at Pu Yi with an extremely solemn expression and said word by word, "Do you know what you are doing?"
Pu Yi did not speak, just coldly staring back at Luo Yao.
