The word "Suppress" left his lips as Zhu Hanwei transformed into the Akshobhya Manifestation, suddenly sinking down to sit atop the Vedic Seal.
The Vedic Seal, split into upper and lower halves, slowly began closing once more.
Yet the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth was enough to show that using this move had taken no small toll on Zhu Hanwei.
However, before the Vedic Seal Formation could fully close, dense cracks immediately appeared across it under the impact of the tremendous force.
At the sight of this, Zhu Hanwei, who had looked so imposing just moments ago, was instantly frightened out of his wits, his face draining of color.
"Damn it! What kind of monster is this old bastard? His strength is actually this terrifying?"
"His entire cultivation is the Orthodox Profound Gate Method. The restraining effect of the Demon Subduing Seal has not worked on him at all. This is trouble!"
"Senior Brother Su, hurry... hurry and help!!!"
The moment he opened his eyes, he immediately cast a pleading look toward Su Shi'er.
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Su Shi'er's mouth. His brows furrowed as he rapidly considered a way to deal with the situation.
Before he could figure out how to respond—
"Amitabha! This man has an extraordinary origin and astonishing strength. If we let him leave, he will surely bring calamity upon the world. We absolutely cannot let him break the formation!!!"
At that moment, Great Master Shanxian's pupils contracted, and his childlike yet resolute voice rang out.
As the Buddhist invocation sounded, golden light began to shine from his body.
But before he could make a move, another streak of golden light tore through the sky ahead of him.
"Amitabha! Martial Brother, the future of Golden Cicada Temple will rest