Outside Jinshan Temple, Xiaoqing used Five-Ghost Transportation to bring in an enormous flood.
Bai Suzhen then used her power to churn rivers and overturn seas, controlling the flood as it crashed toward Jinshan Temple.
She was determined to turn it into a vast waterlogged land and rescue Xu Xian.
"Hmph, such petty tricks, yet you dare flaunt them before an expert." Fahai snorted. He planted his monk's staff into the ground and soared into the air.
"Great Might Heavenly Dragon, Great Luo Dharma Incantation, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bama Hum.
Move the mountain!"
With a flick of his whisk, its Dust Silk strands lengthened and wrapped around Jinshan.
"Ascend!"
Rumble—rumble—rumble! At his incantation, the enormous Jinshan was torn free from its roots and rose up from the earth.
"Let's see how high you can raise it!" Bai Suzhen urged her power, and boundless waves surged higher and higher as they chased after Jinshan.
In an instant, they rolled up into a colossal wave a thousand zhang high.
The people within Zhenjiang saw it and fled in panic, terrified that the flood would come crashing down and kill them.
"Demon, receive the Dharma! Behold my kasaya!"
Seeing the two refuse to let up in their pursuit, Fahai flung out the kasaya behind him. It transformed into a crimson cloud of Buddhist light that descended over them.
The demonic aura within Xiaoqing had yet to be fully purged. The moment that Buddhist light shone upon her, her whole body went limp. She cried out and began to fall.
"Xiaoqing!" Bai Suzhen could no longer spare thought for anything else. She quickly flicked out a strip of white silk, wrapping Xiaoqing up in it.
Then, with a point of her hand seal, dark clouds suddenly packed the sky. In moments, torrential rain poured down,