This fellow slaughtered Quasi-Saints as easily as chickens and dogs!
In just a few breaths, two Quasi-Saints had fallen.
The faces of the Chan Sect members turned green.
Since the Investiture of the Gods Calamity had primarily played out between the Chan Sect and Jiejiao, they had lost quite a few people. Their Quasi-Saint experts were already as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
Although Spirit Mountain was a latecomer, it had reaped considerable benefits during the Investiture of the Gods Calamity and recruited many talented individuals.
In terms of the number of Quasi-Saints, Spirit Mountain far surpassed the Chan Sect.
Thus, even losing a Buddha of Infinite Life would not hurt Spirit Mountain's foundations, but for the Chan Sect, it was a devastating blow.
"What do we do now? Can we still escape?"
Guanyin was somewhat stunned now. She had never expected things to end this way.
When everyone had first proposed setting up a formation on Putuo Island, Guanyin had been delighted.
After all, her cultivation was relatively low among the dozen or so people involved. Judging by strength alone, she would never have had a chance to participate in this operation.
But thanks to her dual identities as Daoist Cihang and Bodhisattva Guanyin, she could serve as the link between the Chan Sect and Spirit Mountain.
That was why they had chosen the Purple Bamboo Grove as the site for the formation.
By now, Guanyin had long since lost her initial composure and sense of good fortune. Lin Tian had all but obliterated her entire cultivation grounds, and she might not even be able to save her own life!
"Escape? Do you think you can still run? Go ahead and try. Let's see whether you're faster than my sword light!"
Lin Tian snorted coldly.
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