"Boom!"
A deafening "clang" erupted as the radiance of the Shariputra was forcefully suppressed on the spot.
Jialan Zen Master's body trembled uncontrollably, nearly falling into the sea.
At this moment, he understood that even their Esoteric Sect's supreme treasure, the Shariputra, could hardly withstand Li Chen's terrifying assault.
Thinking of this, he cast aside any pretense of monkly dignity, ready to cry out to Young Master Xue Wuxie for help.
"Wuxie benefactor, come to aid this poor monk!"
However, after shouting twice, there was no response. Turning to look, there was no sign of Young Master Xue.
It turned out that seeing the situation going south, Wuxie had taken the chance to slip away like a rat deserting a sinking ship while he was bearing Li Chen's attack.
"Master, it's all over now. Go redeem your sins with the Western Heaven Buddha!"
Before the solemn voice had even finished, the incomparable Sword Rainbow had already slashed down once again.
