"Did it... Become an immortal?"
The believers below the Dharma Platform did not see the strange thing inside the townspeople's minds. They only saw that after the townspeople's head was chopped off by Gao Ming, they ascended in broad daylight effortlessly surpassing the Ghost Gods of Zhemeng Town and moving to the higher levels of the Spirit Temple.
"It ascended to the Immortal Palace!" The earlier chaotic shouts of the townspeople about "cutting the three corpses" now seemed verified, and more and more believers started shifting their gaze toward Gao Ming.
"It was him who cut that fellow's three corpses, it was he who aided that fellow!"
"Killing is not just killing, killing is saving! I think I'm starting to understand!"
"The words of the Immortal Master are filled with great wisdom, we need to think deeply, ponder carefully, and thoroughly comprehend!"
The crowd showed a tendency to press toward Gao Ming; he put away his knife and stood on high alert.
