Listening to the conversation between the two, Shi Wenzhong and Yu Hongyin were both somewhat perplexed.
What is going on?
Isn't Chen Mo one of the Sky Scale Guard?
How did he become a Tributor to both Tianshu Pavilion and Martial Saint Mountain at the same time?!
Whoosh——
At that moment, a sudden change of wind and clouds occurred.
A golden light spread from the west, coating the clouds with a golden edge, accompanied by the sound of Buddhist chants.
As the golden light approached, a massive lotus platform came into view, with the characters "Du E" engraved at the front, each petal inscribed with Sanskrit, gently swaying in the wind.
On the lotus heart platform, several figures in monk robes sat cross-legged.
Among them, one monk, tall and burly, held prayer beads in his hand, unmoving like a tower.
"Amitabha Buddha, I hope I have not come too late?"
