"Stop! If you go any further, you'll die too!"
Watching the Bodhisattva draw ever closer, Master Danyang's voice unusually carried deep-seated fear, yet at this moment, Li Huowang seemed to be magnanimously accepting.
"It doesn't matter! If it means that Master can achieve immortality, what's my life worth anyway!!"
Li Huowang's movements, along with the pull from the breeze, ensured that despite Master Danyang's desperate struggles, they continued to move slowly but resolutely towards the opened Mao's Gate.
As the circular white halo behind the Bodhisattva illuminated the two men,
the feathers on Master Danyang that were like coated in tar began to transform, changing into shrouds as white as those worn by the Bodhisattva.
Whether it was the writhing flesh on Master Danyang's body or the twisting exposed intestines, any organ that became enshrouded by white fabric fell into a silent death.
