Yet at this moment, Sang Yan faces an opponent whose cultivation realm exceeds his own.
In the Confucian Sect, he has already become instantly sanctified.
In the Taoist Sect, he has already opened the fairy sect's door.
In the Buddhist Sect, he has realized the Buddha Body Perfection.
The sword edge sliced through the halls made of Literary Ink, and the long rope regained freedom, immediately binding Sang Yan once again.
Both on the rope and the sword, a large amount of colorless and transparent Bright King's furious fire emerged, extensively burning the remaining Literary Ink.
In desperation, Sang Yan still resisted, yet was dragged into the Void Gateway leading to Sumi by the long rope.
The only thought in this Great Ming elder's mind right now is:
Chancellor Chen Yu and the others all judged incorrectly.
Sumi was far more powerful than they had anticipated.
But the problem is...
What have those monks been doing all along?!
