Inside the main hall of Kong Nian Temple.
The abbots of thirty other Buddhist temples had already arrived.
They sat kneeling on their meditation cushions.
Every one of them wore an expression of righteous indignation.
Each seemed to have a bellyful of anger.
When the abbot of Kong Nian Temple entered the hall, everyone turned to look at Xu Jing.
"Master Xu Jing."
They rose to their feet and pressed their palms together in a salute to Xu Jing.
"Greetings, everyone." Xu Jing returned the salute with his palms together.
"Master Xu Jing, you're too kind." The abbot of Qing Zhou Temple hurriedly replied. "Please take the seat of honor, Master Xu Jing, so we can discuss this important matter together!"
Xu Jing nodded and did not refuse. He took the seat at the very front of the hall.
The abbot of Bu Yi Temple cleared his throat and began, "Master Xu Jing, venerable masters, we all know why we've gathered here, so I won't waste words.
"Several years ago, a man named Xiao Mo emerged from the Devil Sect. He was a disciple of the Karma Blood Peak lineage of the Myriad Dao Sect.
"At the time, Xiao Mo had begun to make a name for himself, but most of us paid him little attention.
"Who could have known what would happen?
"This young man's talent is almost unheard of in the Western Regions, from ancient times to the present!
"He crossed realms to slay his enemies as easily as if he were drinking water.
"A few years ago, the Myriad Dao Sect fell into civil strife. Its sect master, Ding Jingyi, died, and a third of its Upper Three Realms cultivators were killed or wounded.
"Not long after Xiao Mo became the Myriad Dao Sect's sect master, the