Chapter 535: Meeting

Hearing what Tristan Wokey said, Nash Johnston's brows knitted hard. *Looks like I'll have to go back and ask Jessie about the Ryder family and Mourinthia,* he thought. He swept one last glance over the bodies scattered around them. "Wyatt, burn this place to the ground." Wyatt nodded. Before long, flames roared up from the hidden chamber, surging toward the ceiling. They stepped out. Outside, dozens of ignorant believers who'd been bewitched by the Wushen Sect still stood there in a daze,...