After the drummer gradually distanced himself, the originally silent street began to buzz with noise. A group of malevolent ghosts appeared everywhere, all eyeing the room that the resurrected person entered, presumably eager for something inside.
However, at this moment.
Suddenly, the sound of Buddhist chants echoed all around, vast and magnificent, enveloping the entire region surrounding Withered Zen Mountain. At the summit of Withered Zen Mountain, faint golden light emerged, indistinctly revealing a gigantic apparition of the Withered Zen Master, sitting cross-legged in the void, with a compassionate expression, chanting scriptures that cleanse the mind.
Baiyu truly felt a wave of tranquility in his heart.
He didn't want to think about anything, didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to keep listening to the scripture, and nothing else mattered.
Suddenly.
