The ferocious dragon, the malevolent tiger, and the azure ox—three vast phantoms—with a substance-like presence materialized. Their divine patterns converged, sending a dazzling radiance piercing towards the Asura Monk.
The bright moonlight cast down, illuminating the stern eyes of the three men.
"Fellow Buddhists, if we join hands, we might stand a chance," Xuan Jie's expression darkened as he shouted loudly.
All four monks were high-ranking in the Buddhist order, possessing strong cultivation and rich combat experience; naturally, they understood the current situation.
If it weren't for the Vajra Subduing Demon Formation, they would be picked off one by one today. But, by assembling the four great Buddhist artifacts and their powerful cultivation, forming the Vajra Subduing Demon Formation, they still had the strength to fight back.
