"Amitabha."
The monk recited the Buddha's name, and at this moment, even he felt that he was somewhat of a jinx. But on second thought, it was only natural for the person before him to appear at this moment.
No matter how wise or eloquent he might be, he was unlikely to persuade the other party to change his mind about killing Nezha.
The person in the sky was none other than Nezha's nominal master, Master Taiyi of the Chan Sect.
Master Taiyi looked down at the earth, and everything in his sight had been destroyed by thunder. He saw Nezha, and with his keen eyesight, he could easily tell that Nezha's current state was very poor.
"It seems my arrival is not too late, or rather, my arrival is timely," he said.
The monk was still determined to try, stepping forward to stand in front of Nezha. He said, "Benefactor, are you planning to kill?"
"Monk, you are of the Buddhist Sect. I will not kill you, but today Nezha must die."
