Chi Yu Zi called out names one by one, and Gu Wen killed each one as named.
The conversation between the two didn't carry beyond thirty feet, the silent movement of lips bringing boundless fear.
"True Martial Venerable, we are Bodhisattvas certified by the Daoist Sect, you can't slaughter at will!"
Someone shouted loudly, as if trying to escalate the situation, his voice carrying across three hundred miles.
Some looked toward the mountain top Buddhist temple, calling out, "We beseech the Venerable to vanquish the demon!"
The Bodhisattvas frantically collided with the golden light, but not a single thread of it wavered.
The monks of Sumeru Mountain, countless beings kneeling on the eight-hundred-mile heavenly road, a million people in Unclean City, the Three Pure Ones Disciples from the Daoist Sect offices, and Xie Yunnan, who was preparing rigorously for the rescue of Yuqing Heavenly Venerate...
