Half an hour after Qin Yan and Huang Jiuli left, a brilliant golden Buddhist radiance suddenly lit up above the Royal Palace of the Ten Thousand Beasts Kingdom without warning.
The Buddhist radiance was not dazzling, yet it carried a solemn, inviolable majesty.
A figure slowly emerged from the light—a young monk clad in a robe embroidered with pale golden swastika patterns. His shaved head gleamed like a mirror, his face was resolute and sharply defined, his swordlike brows swept toward his temples, and his eyes shone brightly.
He was not particularly burly, yet he exuded the awe-inspiring presence of an enraged Vajra, as though he were an immovable mountain simply by standing there.
This man was Jin Chan, the Buddhist Son of this generation of Jin Gang Temple.
Jin Chan hovered above the Royal Palace of the Ten Thousand Beasts Kingdom. Sensing the dense, inescapable sorrow and fear permeating the entire palace, he felt a faint sense of foreboding rise within him.
His figure flashed, and he descended into the palace like a golden meteor. He casually seized a Fierce Beast and asked in a low, gentle voice, "What happened here?"
The Fierce Beast he had caught tremblingly raised its head.
The moment it saw the resolute yet compassionate face before it, its already terrified beast eyes widened round.
It let out a shrill wail, rolled its eyes back, and fainted from fright on the spot.
It could hardly be blamed for being afraid—this Buddhist Son of Jin Gang Temple's favorite saying was, "Until the Alien Race is eradicated, my Buddhist heart shall know no peace."
Ever since he had entered the Grandmaster realm, no fewer than eight thousand, if not ten thousand, demon beasts had died beneath his Diamond Fists.
The Fierce Beasts of the Ten Thousand Beasts