The golden Discipline Monks of Great Thunderclap Temple arrived swiftly—and "left" even faster.
They caused Tang Luo no trouble whatsoever, but their appearance meant that Great Thunderclap Temple had officially begun meddling in Tang Luo's "journey west."
From now on, Tang Luo would not be facing only the Heavenly Court.
Compared to the Heavenly Court, Great Thunderclap Temple had far fewer people. On Mount Sumeru, the vast majority were mortal believers and ordinary monks.
They did not have so much cannon fodder to deploy at will.
But that also meant that those sent out by Great Thunderclap Temple were no longer opponents the terracotta warriors could handle. Tang Luo would need to act personally.
The one hundred and eight Discipline Monks were only the beginning.
Sure enough, before long, one thousand and eighty Discipline Monks appeared. At the same time, Tang Luo assumed his glazed-bone form and faced them with the Great Hand Seal.
One swipe of his claw, and the Buddhist light, Buddhist chants, and Discipline Monks all vanished into thin air.
It did not seem much harder than crushing one hundred and eight Discipline Monks to death.
His momentum was overwhelming!
As Great Thunderclap Temple dispatched monks, the Heavenly Court also stopped sending cannon fodder unworthy of Tang Luo's attention.
Within the chaotic void, a vast expanse of black storm clouds appeared ahead of the causeway.
Howling winds, torrential rain, flashes of lightning, and rolling thunder.
Like a scene from the apocalypse, it surged forth and completely swallowed the causeway.
Around the causeway, tube-shaped protective barriers emerged, shuddering constantly beneath the gale and rain.
They held out for a while before shattering with a thunderous crash.
The torrential rain struck the terracotta warriors with a sharp, piercing hiss, leaving scar after scar on their black armor. The fierce