It is evident that the Golden Peacock is also utterly fed up with the mountains and plains full of cattle and sheep.
Hearing Zhao Yi's command, the Golden Peacock hesitated for a moment, then let out a whistling sound and darted into the herd of cattle and sheep like the wind.
Soon, a dense smell of blood spread out.
Unexpectedly, after the smell of blood emerged, it even suppressed the previous stench, allowing Zhao Yi to finally breathe.
The protagonist watched the slaughter on the hillside expressionlessly, his face showing no change, not even bothering to recite the Sutra of Rebirth, which he used to like to pretend with.
Zhao Yi glanced at him and curiously asked, "Why haven't I heard you recite Amitabha recently? Are you worried about being sensed by the Nether Tree?"
The protagonist nodded first, then shook his head.
