As soon as the words were spoken, the old monk with white eyebrows tilted his head back and gave a wistful smile.
"Sect Hierarch, five hundred years ago the World-Honored One disappeared, and a hundred years ago evil beings began to run rampant. To suppress their existence, our Core Pure Land lost ninety percent of its eminent monks. At that time... did we ever consider the consequences?"
"Now the World-Honored One is willing to seal the demons at the cost of the merit from a hundred lifetimes of ascetic cultivation in order to save The Multiverse from the ravages of water and fire. As his disciples, how can we retreat?"
"Moreover..." A trace of anger appeared on the old monk's face, "Even if it is for the sake of avenging the World-Honored One and our many senior brothers, we are also willing to sacrifice ourselves, to slay demons and uphold the Way!"
"Indeed! We are willing to sacrifice ourselves to slay demons and uphold the Way!"
The monks proclaimed in unison.
