"Amitabha."
The agreement is reached.
Xu Zhenguan's wrist flicked lightly, the Taia Sword Light flickered, and the Sword Qi tore apart the flesh of "Xuan Yin" before him, reducing it to bare bones.
She lowered her gaze to the two corpses on the ground, silent and expressionless:
"It's time to return to the Capital."
...
...
In the Capital, the sky was equally gloomy this day, the atmosphere oppressive.
Divine Dragon Temple, due to the ban on Buddhism, was deserted, with no devotees or followers coming to offer tributes.
Within the temple, the monks grouped in threes and fours, gathered in the meditation room either meditating on their lessons or whispering about the news spreading in the Capital today regarding the Empress's failed Sealing ceremony, her disappearance, and the various Vassal Kings rallying under the banner of "rescue the king," marching towards the Capital.
And within the depths of the Divine Dragon Temple, in a Buddhist Temple.
