East Continent, Heshui Slope.
This was merely an inconspicuous small dojo under the control of Sumeru Mountain, overseen by a Bodhisattva of the Six-Six Transformation, known as He Ming.
At this moment, the old monk clad in a yellow robe, with large Buddha beads hanging over his chest, stumbled toward the back of the temple, escorted by several Arhats.
On the opposite side of Heshui Slope, a female disciple of the Three Immortals Sect, covered in blood, gritted her teeth with hatred in her eyes, fiercely pursuing them with a Jade Ruyi under her feet.
"Hah!"
He Ming Bodhisattva anxiously glanced back, not out of fear of this defeated foe but rather the few individuals steadily following behind her.
