Li Yunjing's sigh had not yet faded when suddenly, the distant sea surface surged with towering waves, a golden light bursting from the seabed and illuminating the entire sea region as if it were daylight.
"Not good! The Buddhist Sect is coming for revenge!"
Yue Wuya's face changed drastically, urgently urging the spiritual boat to accelerate.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
In Li Yunjing and Yue Wuya's gaze, from the direction of "Celestial Net Island," a Buddhist chant echoed through the heavens and earth, and within the golden light appeared an old monk clad in robes, holding a golden bowl, with eyes like electricity, directly fixed on Li Yunjing.
"Fellow Daoists of 'Celestial Net Dao Sect,' release my 'Golden Wheel Temple' disciple, and our Buddhist Sect is willing to coexist peacefully with your sect."
The old monk's voice was like a great bell, shaking "Celestial Net Island," leaving countless people dizzy.
