Though the Devil Race's bold move only worked further to Lu Xiaotian's advantage. The vast Danzhu Buddhist Sect was full of capable people and extraordinary talents, and there was no telling what reinforcements they might send after the Ice Demon Bat Queen caused such a commotion at Thousand Sound Temple. He could not afford to delay his own business any longer.
As several Devil Race elders clashed fiercely with the Integrated Body Great Talents of Thousand Sound Temple, Lu Xiaotian moved, turning into a streak of light that shot straight toward the Thousand Sound Pagoda across from him.
Bzzzz—just then, heaven and earth shuddered. The roar of vast tides filled their ears. The previously smooth, mirrorlike Blue Mirror Lake now sent up one curtain of water after another, reaching as high as the heavens and enclosing the central grounds of Thousand Sound Temple.
It was as if the lake water had lost all hold of gravity, forming a vast, water-blue dome over everyone's heads. From within it, blue flying knives and arrows shot out, killing the demonic bats that nearly blotted out the sky. The bats fell in droves, like rain.
Yet countless others beat their wings and swooped down, tearing at the temple's monks. The clash of battle and shrill cries rang without end. Many monks, lacking sufficient magical power, were overwhelmed and bitten through by the bats. Those that tasted monk's flesh and blood grew even more frenzied.
Lu Xiaotian's body became a faint blood-red shadow as he darted into the Thousand Sound Pagoda. But the moment he entered, a mysterious melody rang out within. Invisible and intangible, it nonetheless singled Lu Xiaotian out as an intruder.
"Who goes there, trespassing in the Thousand Sound Pagoda?" Amid a Buddhist invocation, a square-faced old monk pressed his palms together