Chapter 445: Five Drops of Bodhi Blood

As Bai Fan turned and strode into the stone gate, Xia Fengliu spoke with a puzzled expression, "What's happening?" Er Gouzi glanced at Fan, his eyes filled with confusion as well, muttering, "Youngster, why do I feel so out of the loop?" "Don't look at me, I don't get it either!" Harta frowned. "Youngster, the young man that bald guy mentioned should be your senior brother, right? He's indeed strong, but he's only at the Saint King level. Forget the Saint King, even a Saint Emperor is useless...