บท 287: Demon World’s Chilling Water Light, Mandala!

The Great Monk of Sorrow turned his hand, the bowl floating in midair had landed there.

"Amitabha, what a tough battle, this humble monk has readied himself for Nirvana" the Great Monk of Sorrow commented.

Bai Hua Fairy didn't say anything, but her spirit energy waves were increasing bit by bit.

The Zishan young master smirked mockingly and spoke: "Still hopeful I see. Very well, today I'll make sure you experience what death really is, so that maybe you'll remember it in the next life"

An overwhelming searing fire rose from his body, manifesting as a flame Kirin.

"After this, you will die if you don't surrender" the Zishan young master threatened.

Then he headed for the two Saints.

…

On another side.

Gu Qing Shan's hands were casting seal after seal nonstop onto the vase.

Glancing down, he managed to catch the sight of Bai Hua Fairy being knocked away while the Great Monk of Sorrow stepped out to block.