Lu Chuan himself mastered the power of Precepts, and naturally understood how terrifying this thing could be.
It's something that couldn't be guarded against!
This wasn't a power you could fend off cautiously and attentively. Once the Precepts took effect, it would act directly upon your body. If this bald monk wasn't dealt with, and more people joined in the fray, the situation would only worsen!
"Alas... When will vengeance ever end? Let me, as a humble monk, grant you peace, and let this hatred cease."
As he spoke, the skinny monk clasped his hands together, murmuring Buddhist scriptures. The next moment, a golden light enveloped Lu Chuan. The Swastika Array gathered, drawing upon the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power to reinforce the Formation, suppressing Lu Chuan firmly!
In that instant, it felt like countless mountains were pressing down on Lu Chuan one after another, almost suffocating him!
"Old... bald monk! Do you think this can stop me?"
