"Fighting two of us at once, and you still dare let your mind wander? Fellow Daoist Shanfa, is this what the Buddhist Sect calls compassion?"
"Old bald monk, I'll take your life on Palace Master You Ruo's behalf! After today, there will be no Zen Master Shanfa in this world!"
Zhao Mingyuan and Zong Lu exchanged a glance. Facing the badly wounded Zen Master Shanfa, their eyes were cold, but neither underestimated him.
They unleashed their strongest attacks once more, joining forces to strike at Zen Master Shanfa.
"Amitabha!"
"My Buddha... release the Dharma!!"
Knowing that death was certain, Zen Master Shanfa closed his eyes and chanted the Buddha's name. He invoked his secret art again, resolutely pouring the last of his Buddha Essence into the Golden Pill within him.
The nearly depleted Golden Pill, driven by the Buddha Essence through that special art, crumbled to ash and vanished.
In its place surged an immense mass of Buddha Essence. It swept through his body like a raging flood, filling every limb and bone in the blink of an eye before bursting outward.
The next instant, his grievously wounded body surged to its feet. Buddha-light radiated from him, lending his solemn Dharma Form a sacred majesty.
At the brink of death, Zen Master Shanfa chose to expend the last of his life's source. After setting his Golden Pill ablaze, he struck out with both palms, one at each of the men before him.
At that moment, only one conviction remained in his heart!
He could die, but he could not fall now. If he died at this moment, his companions would suffer for it.
Sacred Buddha-light swallowed Zhao Mingyuan and Zong Lu in an instant.
The next moment, their startled cries rang out from within the dazzling radiance.
"What? Zen Master