Whoosh...
The sudden commotion startled the ten thousand monks present, and the people outside were equally astonished.
At that moment, a dark shadow flashed across the horizon and finally landed atop the Buddhist stupa in the Royal Garden. It was a handsome youth, dressed in a white monk's robe, with his hair flowing freely and wearing a pair of monk's boots, his expression grim.
"Holy Monk, you've finally emerged from your retreat?" Li Mubai offered a strange smile.
"Devil Clan?" The Holy Monk narrowed his eyes and said, "The Devil Clan has been silent for nearly a hundred years, why now..."
"Enough with the nonsense!" Li Mubai waved his hand, and a black serpent suddenly appeared in his palm, sending out a scarlet forked tongue.
Hiss hiss...
The tens of thousands of monks were dumbfounded.
The people outside the Imperial City had long since fled in terror. After all, they were ordinary folks, not real monks; they lacked the noble spirit to face death undaunted.
