On the southern outskirts of Chang'an, beside the Wei River.
The vast, solemn monastery was now surrounded so tightly that not a drop of water could pass through, hemmed in by densely packed Jianghu martial artists and Embroidered Uniform Guards in flying-fish robes, Embroidery Spring Sabers in hand.
On the rooftops surrounding the central Great Hero Hall, dozens of imposing experts stood impassively, sealing off the space above to prevent anyone from escaping with lightness skills.
Among them were several Heavenly Being experts, including Xu Hongru, the Five Elements Ancestor, and Ye Gucheng.
With so many experts standing guard, not even a fly could escape the Pure Thought Zen Sect now.
At the entrance to the Great Hero Hall, Jian Yue, dressed in black robes, had blocked dozens of the Pure Thought Zen Sect's elderly monks inside with nothing but himself and his sword.
Before the monks stood the Pure Thought Zen Sect's patriarch, Heavenly Monk, his expression bleak. He seemed to have anticipated this day long ago, or perhaps he had seen how dire the situation was and already abandoned resistance.
With a sorrowful expression, he looked at Jian Yue at the hall entrance and sighed. "Benefactor Jian Yue, our Pure Thought Zen Sect has already abandoned resistance, closed our mountain, and shut our monastery. Henceforth, we wish only to chant sutras and recite the Buddha's name, keeping company with ancient lamps. Are you unwilling to grant even this small request, determined to exterminate our Pure Thought Zen Sect to the last man?"
Jian Yue remained indifferent and unmoved. He said calmly, "You should say that to Yu Huatian. I'm only responsible for killing."
Heavenly Monk knitted his brows tightly and stared at Jian Yue. "This poor monk truly does not understand. What is so special about Yu Huatian