"So.."
Sui Yi turned his face, looking at the old abbess, who appeared somewhat transcendental and aged under the interplay of candlelight and sunlight.
"So I won't let her stay under your nose to utilize. Shura."
Whoosh, whoosh!
The candlelight extinguished, and the sunlight outside was suddenly blocked, casting the entire hall into a sinister gloom. At this moment, the mural of the Western Paradise revealed a blood-soaked, terrifying shadow of hell.
Sui Yi's hand silently hovered over the old abbess's head.
A gray aura surrounded them, vast and impenetrable.
The old abbess's worn and aged shell shook loose, revealing the figure shrouded in a large dark cloak...
This person seemed like a mass of darkness concealed under a broad hat, exposed to the relentless gray aura, casting a tall shadow on the wall, reminiscent of a monarch of hell.
"I didn't expect you to still recognize me today.."
The voice was deep and eerie, as if echoing.
