A voice filled with sorrow and compassion for the world suddenly came from all directions, vaguely accompanied by the sounds of Buddhist chant and Zen singing, grand and magnificent.
Li Quanqing's eyes immediately showed vigilance, gripping the Red Dragon Puppet in his sleeve robe, ready to stimulate it to counter any threat.
Suddenly, a skyful of golden light was sprinkled, and within moments, one after another golden lotus blossomed, the petals etched with dense tiny Buddhist scriptures.
A large monk thus stood on the golden lotuses, step by step, arriving from the distant horizon, holding prayer beads in one hand, and carrying a bowl in the other, his bald head shining brightly.
Foundation Establishment Late Stage!
Li Quanqing's expression slightly changed; he was already thinking of an escape route, signaling Dragon Flame Eagle through the Slave Beast Seal that they should retreat immediately at the slightest hint of trouble.
"Situ Yu!"
