An elderly monk swept his hands through the air, and above his head, golden lotuses bloomed one after another. Guanghua gathered behind him, condensing into a gigantic phantom of a Buddha.
The other eight high monks also made their moves in succession. Seated cross-legged in midair, their bodies seemed to be burning, radiating dazzling golden light from every pore that felt as though it could cleanse all the darkness in the world.
"Boom..."
Chapter 250