Athos looked at him with pleasant surprise. "You actually came willingly to your death. Then I'll kill you both."
"I heard long ago that a bald monk came from the west, calling himself the Sage Master, and purified quite a few of our kin. You're already on our Devil Race's kill list."
"I just didn't expect you to get here so soon. I thought it would take you a while longer. It seems I underestimated your speed."
There was no grief on Jin Chanzi's face. He merely looked at him with a smile. "Amitabha. Life or death, both are nothing but a fleeting dream. What joy is there in life? What suffering is there in death?"
"You place too much weight on life and death. Life is sin; death is deliverance. The Battle Buddha has gone ahead. How could I let him go alone?"
"Amitabha. Benefactor, please strike. But I hope my death can cleanse the sins from you and free you from the Devil Race's torment."
With that, he chanted scriptures without cease. At this critical moment, facing certain death, Jin Chanzi actually met his end with a smile. Even before dying, he still wanted to purify this member of the Devil Race.
The people around him rushed forward in terror, trying to rescue him.
They all had only one thought: any of them could die, but the Sage Master must not.
Unfortunately, they were simply too far away. Even charging madly, they could only watch helplessly as Athos's spear pierced his skull.
Jin Chanzi's voice fell silent, his Buddhist chanting coming to an end. His head hung low as he leaned against the spear, utterly motionless, dead beyond any doubt.
But just then, an incomparably powerful surge of Divine Power erupted from Jin Chanzi's body.
That energy swiftly