"Nama siddhi, siddhi, susiddhi, siddhikara, raya kujyam, samama siri, ajama siddhi svaha..."
"Nama siddhi, siddhi, susiddhi..."
"Nama siddhi, siddhi, susiddhi..."
"..."
One incense stick earlier.
Outside Cinnabar Valley, Cloud Emergence Kingdom.
The monk Xuanzhi, the eighteen Scripture Guardians of Cloud-Hidden Temple, and more than a hundred of its monks sat at the valley entrance, sheltered by an enormous prayer banner, chanting the Immovable Wisdom King Demon-Subduing Mantra over and over.
Amid their chanting, enormous golden incantation characters crawled across the peaks surrounding Cinnabar Valley.
Meanwhile, above Cinnabar Valley, beneath a sky thick with dark clouds, a golden swastika slowly revolved.
Like a small sun, it ceaselessly shed Buddha Light into the valley, resisting the blood-red demonic qi constantly rising from within.
The place inside the valley from which demonic qi kept rising had a name familiar to everyone in Youyun Heaven's cultivation world-
Fire Cloud Temple.
"Pfft!..."
Just then, an elderly monk seated in the foremost row of chanting monks suddenly spat blood.
"Martial Uncle Qingjue, drink some spirit spring water from the Heavenly Pool and let your Divine Essence recover for a moment."
Xuanzhi stopped chanting, took out a waterskin, pulled out its stopper, and offered it to the elderly monk.
The elderly monk nodded slightly.
But he took only one sip from the waterskin before returning it to Xuanzhi.
"The demonic qi inside Fire Cloud Temple is growing heavier. That fiend Jingkong must be about to leave seclusion early. Have you informed Youyun Prefecture?"
The elderly monk questioned Xuanzhi.
"I informed Youyun Prefecture long ago. They replied that they were selecting cultivators capable of fighting Jingkong."
Xuanzhi answered.
"Cultivators capable of fighting Jingkong?"
The monk Qingjue frowned.
"In Youyun Heaven today, among cultivators and Martial Artists capable of fighting Jingkong, it would be hard to find a second