Shaolin Temple was a complete mess, while Su Xin briskly led his people away from Shaoshi Mountain.
Lotus Zen Monastery's intervention had been an accident. That old monk Shi Daoxuan was absurdly powerful, and for the moment, Su Xin had no way to deal with him. Even if they fought head-on, Su Xin was not confident of winning.
Still, having finally made his way to Shaolin Temple, Su Xin could not leave empty-handed. This time, he had killed quite a few Shaolin Temple martial artists, which counted as recovering a little interest.
And his final battle with Shi Daoxuan had indeed been intended to use the latter's strength to temper his own martial path. That was an unexpected delight.
Su Xin had already felt out the threshold of the Divine Bridge Realm. He was only one step away from crossing it.
At this point, even if Ksitigarbha were here, he could not offer Su Xin much help. Although Su Xin was still far from Ksitigarbha's realm, he could at least barely touch it. Put simply, beings on Ksitigarbha's level—even Li Boyang's—could no longer bring Su Xin sufficient pressure.
But Shi Daoxuan, whose strength was unfathomable, could provide exactly the pressure Su Xin needed. Moreover, he would not try to kill Su Xin. He was simply a perfect whetstone, capable of honing Su Xin's martial path to its most perfect state, bringing his power close to completion, and allowing him to ascend to the Divine Bridge Realm!
If Su Xin had previously been only one step away from advancing to the Divine Bridge Realm, then now, all he lacked was time in seclusion. Overall, his trip to Shaolin Temple had not been a loss.
At this moment, Li Huai brought Jiang Chen over and asked, "My lord, how should we deal