The three masters of Great Forest Temple: Yuandao, Yuanming, and Yuanwu.
Master Yuanwu had a longstanding grudge against Abbess Shujie. The moment they met, they fought with gusto. Sword qi crisscrossed over there, whip shadows lashed in streaks; they had likely already fought up a true fire. No victor would be decided anytime soon.
That left only Master Yuandao and Master Yuanming.
Seeing that True Person Haoyun of Shuiyunjian no longer bothered to argue and instead launched an attack, while True Person Haoyue and True Person Haofeng also charged with handy magical implements in hand, Master Yuandao gave a cold snort. He reached behind him and drew out a magical implement—the very Demon Subduing Pestle Zhang Xiaohua had seen at Great Forest Temple before!
He proclaimed a Buddhist invocation. "Amitabha. This old monk may be unworthy, but I am about to avenge Senior Brother Yuantian! Take a move from this old monk!"
The Demon Subduing Pestle in Master Yuandao's hand was entirely different from what Zhang Xiaohua had seen before. The originally plain and unremarkable pestle, stirred by Master Yuandao's dharma power, began to emit a thin layer of Buddhist light from every part of it. Though reflected in blood-red radiance, it remained faintly white... Seeing the three from Shuiyunjian make their move, Master Yuanming at the side did not dare delay. He reached into his robes, took out an object, and flung it into the air. It was a bead the size of an egg.
That bead was wondrous as well. The instant it was thrown into the sky, it was no more than egg-sized and gave off weak, pale Buddhist light. Yet once Master Yuanming sent out a hand seal, the bead seemed to swell as if blown by the wind. It spun "whirly-whirly" in the air and