In the Void Space, the atmosphere was oppressive—utterly silent and still.
Their eyes met.
Guanyin stared fixedly at Daoist Cihang before her, her mind buzzing as it went completely blank.
Only after a long while.
Did Guanyin finally regain her senses. She looked at Daoist Cihang, her face filled with fury.
"You wretch, how dare you impersonate me!"
How could Guanyin not recognize the person before her? Was this not herself? More precisely, this was her past self.
This was what she had looked like when she was one of Chanjiao's Twelve Golden Immortals. This thief had not only impersonated him, but also impersonated her past self.
And he even dared to appear before her, steal the Brocade Kasaya, and openly stand right in front of her.
This was an insult to her. A naked, blatant insult.
Damn it.
He simply did not take her seriously at all.
"I think you're courting death!"
Guanyin suddenly attacked, intending to tear this impostor into pieces. Anyone who dared impersonate her would have to pay the price! Daoist Cihang was no weaker. She was Guanyin, and Guanyin was her. What abilities did Guanyin possess that she did not know? The instant Guanyin struck, Daoist Cihang acted as well, neutralizing everything.
After dissolving Guanyin's attack, Daoist Cihang pulled some distance away. The two faced each other, and Daoist Cihang looked at Guanyin with a cold smile. "Guanyin, I thought that after joining the Western Sect—no, the Buddhist Sect—you would have made at least some progress. I never expected you to remain completely unchanged."
"You have disappointed me greatly."
As she spoke.
Daoist Cihang removed the Brocade Kasaya from her person. Looking at it in her hand, she said flatly, "This kasaya is ordinary. It does not deserve This Poor Daoist's attention. Since you want