Thump! Thump! Thump!
In the empty and resplendent great hall, the continuous sound of a wooden fish being struck echoed incessantly.
In front of the towering golden Buddha statue, a monk knelt at the center, chanting sutras with head bowed, gently tapping the wooden fish.
Threads of incredibly pure Buddhist light emanated ceaselessly from his body, making the Zen atmosphere around him grow ever more intense.
The entire hall was filled with a sacred and solemn air.
Whoosh!
At that moment,
A breeze swept in, causing the candles in the hall to flicker and dim, and at the same time, a figure also appeared behind the monk.
"Master! We must leave at once!"
The newcomer was the frightened youth who had fled back to Spirit Mountain.
His expression panicked, he hastily spoke to the monk who continued to strike the wooden fish.
And right after his words fell,
