An Lin met the old monk's Thousand Buddha Fist with his Mountain Quaking Fist.
Golden energy exploded, and both sides were knocked back as a result.
The old monk fell back to recover, but An Lin came under attack from the other two monks.
It was quite clear that they were going to use rotation tactics to grind An Lin down.
"If it isn't for the fact that talismans, pills, and mechanical puppets are prohibited in the divine tool space, I would crush all of you in seconds!" An Lin gritted his teeth as he surveyed the terrain before fleeing toward a small lake.
"You won't escape!"
"Don't go, Benefactor An!"
The three monks gave chase without any hesitation.
All of them ran over the surface of the lake with vital energy on the bottom of their shoes.
However, An Lin suddenly turned around and opened his arms to the three oncoming monks.
