Bodhisattvas surrounded the Chaos Battlefield, with Buddha Light filling the sky.
Sun Wukong let out a mighty roar, his Jingu Bang in hand bursting with blood-red light and spewing flames, clashing with the Bodhisattvas.
"Isn't it supposed to be a one-on-one fight? Why outnumber and overwhelm?"
Daji said somewhat angrily.
Buddha smiled and glanced at her: "Who told you it was a one-on-one?"
On this battlefield, there was no such thing as a one-on-one duel.
Buddha looked towards Chaos, the battle between Sun Wukong and the numerous Bodhisattvas lit up thousands of trails of firelight, the heat waves palpable even from miles away.
"Daji."
Buddha spoke, "I heard you possess the Protecting Dharma Method, shield my Protectors."
"Protector?"
A thought flashed through Daji, and she instantly understood.
She brandished white silk, stepped on the void, her body twirling, and began to dance.
