The crowd’s expressions grew grave. They had no time to ponder the meaning behind the flood dragon’s words; they were already utterly shaken by this scene, which was straight out of a primordial myth. How could such a disaster have coincidentally struck them? First a flood dragon, now a mighty demon!0

The Vajra Dharma form weighed the matter for a brief moment, then sighed. It gathered all of Jinguang Temple’s incense power and force of vows, and suppressed it upon Master Wuse. That overwhelming surge of demonic qi was instantly forced back down!0

There was even a faint sense of familiarity in how it responded, which was exactly why the Vajra Dharma form chose this course. The master of that demonic aura, though far stronger, was far more heavily bound by seals. But this flood dragon might not be so easily suppressed!0

The heavenly phenomena dissipated, and the abbot of Jinguang Temple, Master Wuse, returned to normal. The demonic flames around...0