"Let's not worry about that little brat for now. Judging by the prohibitions within the temple, it's as we suspected; this is the tomb of the Golden Body Buddha Venerate. With our combined power, it's difficult to deal with the Buddhist prohibitions here."
Wang Han Ye looked at the prohibitions in each passage, and a few hints of gloom flashed in his gaze, clearly intimidated by the power of these Buddhist prohibitions.
Young Master Feng Mian nodded in agreement and then spoke.
"Let's go. Didn't that group of bald monks from the Pure Land Star Region want to join us earlier? Let's find them; they have ways to deal with these prohibitions."
Two figures quietly disappeared from the temple.
"Those two have left. It's a pity they're cautious and didn't use the temple's prohibitions to get themselves killed."
