The desolate Qingming was silent. A hundred Black Dragon Boats floated like slumbering beasts with their hulls exuding an oppressive stillness.0

Far ahead, countless Thousand Armed Guanyin Formations shimmered beneath boundless Buddha light. Though the two forces were separated by a vast distance, the tension between them felt ready to explode at any moment.0

At the forefront stood Senior Sister, her robe rippling with celestial light. Dozens of core disciples gathered behind her with grave expressions.0

"Great Thunder Sound has been occupied by the Rulai Monastery for a thousand years," snickered the Third Senior Sister. "Even so, its Buddha light is no longer what it once...0