After a few seconds, Forsythe and the others were far away when the blue-colored poisonous fog dispersed and vanished.

Sect Master Endless bore a solemn expression on his face, speechless and enraged. 'That man had murdered many of our disciples, and I had failed to apprehend him. What will others think of us if word gets out?'

Meanwhile, he was perplexed as well. Shaolin Sect had been going about its business for over a thousand years. They never participated in, interfered with, or offended