Bang! Bang!
After resisting two blows of Tang Yi's Innate Gang Qi, the other six Priests took this opportunity to rush to Tang Yi's side, surrounding him from front, back, and both sides.
"Boss, I'll help you!" Long Ziling immediately charged forward, wanting to lend a hand.
"Amitabha!"
A Buddhist chant suddenly came from afar.
An old Monk clad in a tattered cotton kasaya, barefoot, with a beard completely white, walked slowly over.
This old Monk's steps were extremely slow, but with every step he took, it seemed as if he could 'Shrink the Land to an Inch', covering hundreds of meters in just a few steps.
And the two people following him were able to keep up with his pace without falling behind.
"Amitabha!"
