"That Zhou Xuan, was struck by the Bodhisattva's White Hairs."
The Hulu Taoist, being closer to Zhou Xuan, saw more clearly. He noticed a protruding "white hair" emerging from Zhou Xuan's abdomen,
which was quite similar in shape to the strand snipped from the horsetail whisk by the incense fire Taoist amidst the countless White Hairs filling the sky. It was understandable for the Hulu Taoist to have made a mistake,
yet the Medicine Buddha exhibited a trace of doubt in her expression: "Was it my White Hairs that struck Zhou Xuan?"
She felt not the slightest sense of it,
but regardless, the troublesome Zhou Xuan had fallen, leading the others to rally together to kill him. This scourge must not be left alive.
"White Hairs, ensnare Zhou Xuan."
The Medicine Buddha immediately guided the remaining White Hairs to converge towards Zhou Xuan's Divine Soul.
Zhou Xuan lay on the ground, feeling as if a massive Fire Pit had been set up inside his body,
