Kongzhu raised his head, his lifeless eyes meeting Zhao Douan's gaze, the lines on his face twitching as he smiled and said, "Master Zhao, since Junior Brother Guangyuan can't make a move, I'll have to take care of you myself."
Zhao Douan didn't dare be careless. He put away the Fearless Stick, gripping the hilt of the Chasing Saber with one hand, while secretly clutching the Mystic Turtle Seal in his sleeve with the other.
Without looking aside, he whispered, "Let's attack together, incapacitate him."
He prepared to join forces with Ji Yue and Jin Jian to strike, giving the monk no opportunity to act.
Kongzhu seemed to have sensed his intent to kill. With a faint smile, he wasted no more words. Suddenly, his dry right hand flipped over, and the heavy alms bowl in his hand turned upside down towards the ground.
However, it did not fall but remained stuck to his palm, as he said,
