The lead warrior monk immediately stepped forward and slammed his long staff against the ground!
Bang!
The dull impact cracked even the hard flagstones beneath him.
He fixed Yue Changlong and his son with a fierce, warning glare.
Yet Yue Changlong seemed not to see him at all, never slowing his stride.
He was about to walk straight into the staff barring his way.
Everyone's heart leaped into their throat.
Some of the worshippers stopped outside the gates gloated, waiting for a good show.
Others secretly sweated for the pair, feeling that father and son were far too reckless.
Most of the wealthy and powerful guests holding invitations looked on with contempt and disdain, as though watching two fools who had no idea of their own limits trying to challenge the rules.
"Idiots with a death wish."
"The warrior monks of the Great Thunderclap Monastery aren't pushovers."
"Just watch. Those two won't leave here today without a few broken bones."
Amid the murmurs, a cold gleam flashed through the lead warrior monk's eyes. His arm muscles instantly tensed as he prepared to teach this man who dared challenge the Buddhist Order's authority a lesson he would never forget.
Yet just as Yue Changlong's body was about to touch the staff...
Something strange happened.
The menacing warrior monk holding the staff suddenly went rigid!
He felt an indescribably terrifying pressure descend upon his entire body, as though Mount Tai were crushing down on him!
Under that pressure, swinging his staff was out of the question. Even moving a finger became an impossible dream!
Beads of cold sweat instantly broke out across his forehead.
He tried to cry out, only to find his throat clamped shut by what felt like an invisible hand. He could not make a sound!
All he could