Guanyin Chants the Spell, Tang Sanzang Faints from Pain

However, just as she moved, a long, powerful hand clamped around her wrist again like iron pincers!

"Great Master Guanyin, are you in such a hurry to go down there because you want to personally explain the instructions for this 'protective supreme treasure' to Elder Tang?"

Lin Zhu's voice rang out lazily, carrying undisguised mockery.

"If you go down now, won't you be openly telling those two below that the 'ugly old woman' from before was your transformation? Your theft of my title will be completely exposed. When that happens, what will Elder Tang think? What will Sun Wukong think of you, of Western Heaven?"

"Let go of me!"

Guanyin struggled with all her might, her eyes nearly spitting fire as she glared at Lin Zhu.

"Lin Zhu! You did this on purpose! You deliberately used that nonsense to distract me, then secretly had Sun Wukong trick Tang Sanzang into putting on the Tightening Fillet! You're deliberately trying to ruin Western Heaven's great plan!"

"Oh, that's not right at all."

Lin Zhu wore an innocent expression, but the strength in his hand did not lessen in the slightest.

"When did I ever instruct Monkey? I merely... well, reasoned things out, refuted a rumor, and defended my legal rights. As for Elder Tang insisting on putting it on his head, that only proves that your Western Heaven's 'treasure' is designed too attractively. Even the Scripture Seeker couldn't resist it.

Oh, right. Does this thing need a spell to activate after it's put on? What was it called again? The Mind-Calming True Words? Great Master Guanyin, can you chant it?"

His words sounded curious, but they were vicious in truth, directly striking at the crucial point—the Tightening Fillet required a spell to activate!

Guanyin was so enraged that smoke nearly rose from