"Indeed. Our purpose is only the item Wu Tian, the Grand Mage, left in your hands. We have no wish to take your life."
"That's right. As long as you hand over the item, we'll leave this place at once. Whatever you wish to do afterward, we will not stop you. You will still be the chief disciple of our Still Sea Temple."
"Indeed, Jingxin, I hope you think this through. Once you activate the grand formation, will you use it against us, to protect your master, or to deal with the Sea Clan experts?"
Seeing Jingxin's resolute expression and knowing there was no longer any chance of reconciliation or deception, the surrounding monks finally revealed their true faces.
At this moment, they no longer resembled Buddhas who pitied all living beings and cherished all creation. They were more like demons from the Abyss.
"Today, this little monk will make this clear: whoever dares take another step forward, I will kill them."
After hearing these people's true thoughts, Jingxin could no longer endure it. His right hand clenched tightly around the talisman as he stared at this group of creatures who were not even human.
Though he had long known their true faces, seeing and hearing it with his own eyes and ears at this moment still left him unable to suppress his fury.
What kind of Buddha was this?
This was utterly demonic—an unsurpassed Great Demon that had crawled out of the Abyss.
"Hmph. This monk thinks you are becoming more and more outrageous. You won't even heed your elders' words anymore. If this monk were to use force against you now, what would you do?"
"There are so many of us. Even if you activate that so-called Eighteen Arhats Grand Formation, with your strength, how much of the