After a while, Master Changsheng sighed and glanced at Master Jingyi, Alliance Master Zhangsan, Zhang Xiaohu, and then at the still injured Masters Tiangang, Yuandao, Yuanming, and Shuqing. He took a step forward, his hands folded, and recited a Buddhist prayer: "Amitabha Buddha, Emperor Shitian, you have been planning for a long time, just to find the sheepskin scroll and delve into the secret forest to seek inheritance. It is true that my Dalin Temple was not founded by the three Immortal Ancestors, but since we have obtained the sheepskin scroll and qualify to enter the secret land, it is not impossible that the Tianlong Sect can also do so!"