"Xuanyuan, I now understand what's truly amiss with your Chan Sect's school."
In front of the Jiuli army, Chiyou watched as Ksitigarbha was defeated by Chi Jingzi, gaining a deeper understanding of the true power of the Chan Sect Immortals.
Before this, he really didn't understand the Immortals of the Chan Sect.
But he did know Ksitigarbha.
Ksitigarbha had stayed with their Jiuli Tribe for quite a long time; how could Chiyou not know how abstract he was?
Yet, such a paragon of abstraction was defeated by Chi Jingzi of the Chan Sect today.
It's imaginable how abstract these Immortals of the Chan Sect must be.
Hearing Chiyou's voice, tinged with fear and relief, Xuanyuan couldn't help but laugh.
While directing the army to stabilize their ground, he cheerfully responded:
"I told you, you should have stayed quietly inside the formation, never come forward, and confront my master and martial uncles."
Chiyou agreed fully.
"You're right, so I must nip such dangers in the bud!"
