Xin Lin was startled and did not know why Monk Jun would stop them.
Before her, Little Xinzhuo's soul suddenly left his body and dashed forward.
Monk Jun's five fingers came together, and the seven-colored Buddhist beads in his hand shone brightly, rising into the air like a rope, binding Little Xinzhuo tightly.
It turned out Monk Jun had seen through Little Xinzhuo's spirit possession.
As a monk, his duty was to expel demons and protect the way; wanderings ghosts like Little Xinzhuo were most afraid of such men.
Xin Lin cursed under her breath, not expecting the Flower Monk to be so skilled.
"Stop!"
Xin Lin saw Little Xinzhuo captured, and a fierce energy surged from her Dantian, swelling the "bean sprout" within her. Her right fist gathered Fist Power, sweeping out in a horizontal blow aimed at Monk Jun.
The astounding Fist Power enshrouded Monk Jun, the air around being forcibly torn apart.
The monk's eyes changed once again.
