Chapter 245: Shaolin's Monk Wuxiang
Boom!
Terrifying Sword Momentum enveloped the Shaolin Sect.
Even with Master Tianhong and several other Great Grandmasters joining forces, they only managed to hold it back for a brief instant.
The next moment, the Sword Momentum erupted. Everyone, including Tie Zhongtang, was blasted away by Sword Qi, spitting blood as they fell to the ground.
He was too strong!
Horror involuntarily surfaced in everyone's eyes.
"You overestimate yourselves!"
Yu Huatian remained calm. His Sword Momentum surged as he controlled the Heavenly Fury Sword and unleashed another strike.
It was still the Heaven-Slaying Sword!
The immense Sword Momentum bore down, making their hearts tremble and despair rise uncontrollably on their faces.
"Alas..."
Just then, however, a sigh suddenly rang out.
Then a golden light rose from within Shaolin Temple, transforming into an enormous hand that almost enveloped the entire temple.
Rumble...
The golden Buddha's hand shattered, dissolving into spiritual energy.
At the same time, however, the immense sword light also broke apart inch by inch, and the Sword Momentum that had been descending like a net over heaven and earth vanished in an instant.
That golden Buddha's hand had held back the strike after all!
Master Tianhong and the others immediately breathed sighs of relief, filled with lingering fear and gratitude at having survived a calamity.
Then they all turned to look behind them.
An aged figure in monk's robes walked slowly through the air from the direction of Shaolin Temple's Rear Mountain. With every step, the night sky trembled slightly, as though his steps embodied some profound truth of heaven and earth, harmonizing with the world.
"Grandmaster!"
"This disciple greets Granduncle Master!"
Master Tianhong and the others froze briefly, then hurriedly rose and bowed.
Although they did not recognize this old monk, anyone who could