Lěng Yè knew all too well the terrifying power of the Precepts. This formless power was impossible to guard against, defying both vigilance and ordinary defenses. Once triggered, it acted directly upon the body. If he could not deal with this eminent Buddhist monk, the situation would only grow increasingly perilous as more people joined the fray.
"Alas... returning hatred for hatred, when will it ever end? Today, this poor monk shall deliver you to liberation, letting this enmity end here and now." The emaciated monk pressed his palms together and chanted Buddhist scriptures. A sheet of golden light instantly enveloped Lěng Yè, and a swastika formation emerged, drawing upon the spiritual power of heaven and earth to suppress Lěng Yè firmly.
Lěng Yè felt as though countless mountains were pressing down upon his head, making it almost impossible to breathe. "Old bald donkey, do you think this can trap me?!" Lěng Yè gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
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