"Huichen! The Buddhist Sect's supreme treasure is a relic of Mingxin Temple. How could it possibly fall into your hands?"
Master Huifang's expression turned grave. He shouted, "If you hand over the Bronze Ancient Bell, we'll let you leave. If you persist in your foolishness and covet Mingxin Temple's treasure, then today we fight to the death!"
"Shameless!"
Master Huichen's face flushed red with rage. The people of Mingxin Temple were utterly despicable.
The Bronze Ancient Bell was one of the Buddhist Sect's supreme treasures from millions of years ago. Its origins had long since become impossible to trace, but Zen Master Huichen could guarantee that Mingxin Temple had absolutely no connection to it!
Now the people of Mingxin Temple wanted to kill him and seize the treasure, and had even concocted such a disgusting excuse. Even though Zen Master Huichen was a fellow Buddhist, he couldn't help but feel contempt for them.
Hearing this, the experts from the other factions understood why the people of Mingxin Temple had attacked.
Each of them looked down on the monks of Mingxin Temple, but since they were allies, none of them voiced their scorn.
Now that they had a formidable enemy in Huichen, nearly everyone had united. They had only one goal: take Huichen down first!
As for how to divide the Buddhist treasure afterward?
That could wait!
Even if they ended up fighting each other to the death, it would still be better than facing Zen Master Huichen.
"Kill!"
Zen Master Huichen was finally ready to fight with everything he had.
The Bronze Ancient Bell's ringing grew louder. Ancient Buddhist script transformed into tangible weapons, while the image of a Vajra with Three Heads and Six Arms appeared on the bell.
The Vajra Dharma Body wielded the Demon-Subduing Pestle, the Vajra