Chapter 587: The Saintess Out for Blood

The old monk's entire body radiated with a dazzling golden light. Above his head, the golden light gathered, gradually forming a golden lotus about the size of a palm. Harta felt a chill in his heart-this old monk's cultivation seemed to have reached the third stage of the Saint Emperor Realm. Although Harta couldn't sense any killing intent or anger from him, there was a heavy, indescribable sense of oppression in the air. Er Gouzi couldn't take the pressure and quickly backed away to a safe distance....