Behind them lies their own respective traditions. By appearing here, they are already committed to a life-or-death struggle!
"Donor Ye, you truly live up to the demon of the era!"
Venerable Duoe let out a cold snort, his Zen Staff pounding heavily as the surrounding Buddhist light surged and cloaked him. He flipped his hand, and the Relic Bead Rosary flew above his head, its light radiating as Sanskrit chants echoed in the void.
"You keep calling me a demon, so I'll kill you, you hypocritical monk!"
Ye Qingchen's eyes were as cold as ice.
BANG!
The words had just left his mouth.
Ye Qingchen had already let out a long whistle, as his sword hummed.
In an instant, his form merged with the Gui Xu Sword, transforming into a brilliant rainbow that pierced through the sky. In a blink, he was right in front of Venerable Duoe!
"Hah!"
