Chaotic energy waves ravaged the ruins while unknown Buddhist sounds echoed unceasingly like an eternal melody.

The great battle left the shrine in an even worse state, on the verge of collapsing at any moment.

Master Zhi Zang stood with his face hidden, shrouded by faint Buddhist energy and looking quite mysterious.

Of course, no one would dare to underestimate him now after he easily took care of two battle corpses.

“Monk, do you know who you’re protecting?” A clear voice came from the shadows - clearly a woman.

“Everyone deserves protection.” The monk calmly said.

“We’ll see if you’re strong enough to do so!” A snort came from deeper in the ruins.

This was a heretical lord with a majestic aura unleashing a massive seal resembling Five-finger Mountain.

He was naturally powerful for still daring to...