Seeing that Liuli had already gone far away and there was no way to catch up with her, all the Buddhist disciples stopped in mid-air, looking at each other with great frustration. After a while, they helplessly landed.

Even several elders of the temple who had reached the Nirvana stage were alarmed and were trying to capture Shi Fan together with the disciples. By this time, more than twenty disciples with lower cultivation levels and two disciples with higher cultivation levels had died at Shi Fan's hands.

Shi Chan's sorrowful gaze returned from the direction where Liuli had disappeared. He looked down at the chaotic Bodhi Temple, hesitated for a long time, and then slowly descended.

Just as Shi Chan landed in Bodhi Temple, several elders who had reached the Nirvana stage joined forces and finally captured the crazed Shi Fan. Rays of Buddhist light bound Shi Fan tightly like ropes. Shi Fan was still struggling, but the ends of the ropes were connected to the hands of the elders, so how could Shi Fan break free?

The disciples of Bodhi Temple all breathed a sigh of relief, but before they could even rest, seven black rays of light suddenly emerged from between Shi Fan's eyebrows and silently entered the eyebrows of the seven disciples standing beside him. The seven disciples' faces darkened, and they looked pained.

The elders' expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed in shock, "A Heavenly Demon!"

The demon was invisible and had already entered the foreheads of the seven disciples. Even the elders were helpless and could only hope that the disciples' minds would be strong enough to withstand the demon's attack.

On the other side, Shi Chan landed in the crowd. His disciples from Bodhi Temple stepped back and surrounded him, pointing and whispering. Shi Chan looked around and saw that the gazes of the many disciples were either full of hostility or contempt, without a trace of goodwill.

After a moment of silence, one of the monks raised his voice and said, "Shi Chan, what are you doing here?"

Another monk chimed in, "Yes, that wicked fox is gone, why aren't you leaving yet?"

Another monk, his face full of disdain, angrily said, "You've handed over all the treasures of our Buddhist sect to that vile fox. It seems you've long been bewitched by her and joined her side! Have you come here today to help her?"

Shi Chan was somewhat at a loss in the face of everyone's hostility. He looked at the cold, unkind gazes of his former fellow disciples.

He bowed deeply, clasped his hands together, and whispered, "This humble monk...this humble monk has come here to see if there is anything I can do to help..."

"Help us? You're here to help the evil fox, aren't you?"

"Hmph, we don't need your help, you can leave!"

Let's go!

"You can go now..."

Shi Chan lowered his head and looked down, his expression sorrowful.

"Stop talking!" Shi Ning said loudly, and slowly walked up to Shi Chan.

When Shi Chan saw Shi Ning arrive, he bowed in a Buddhist gesture and whispered, "Shi Chan greets Senior Brother."

Shi Ning sighed and shook his head, saying in a low voice, "Shi Chan, you have done extremely well all these years. I only lacked an opportunity to bring you back into the temple. But you... you actually helped that evil fox obtain my Buddhist treasure. How can I bring you back into the temple?"

Shi Chan lowered his head and remained silent. On one hand, he didn't regret helping Liuli obtain the Nine-Colored Lotus Platform, which would allow her to escape the Buddhist disciples' attack. On the other hand, he really didn't want to see Liuli use the power of the Buddhist treasure to wantonly kill Buddhist disciples. He was truly conflicted.

After a moment, Shi Chan's expression became firm. He thought to himself, "Let him mediate the conflict between Liuli and Buddhism. No matter the cost, I will mediate this conflict."

After waiting for a while without receiving a reply from Shi Chan, Shi Ning pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "Shi Chan, if you can kill the evil fox and retrieve the treasure, your senior brother will have enough reason to bring you back to the temple. Shi Chan, think about Master's earnest teachings before his ascension. Don't disappoint your senior brother again."

Shi Chan shook his head and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, senior brother, I would never kill Miss Liuli. Moreover, I would like to ask you for a favor."

“Go ahead and say it,” Shi Ning replied.

Shi Chan bowed deeply and earnestly said, "The extermination of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan many years ago was originally the fault of our Buddhist sect. This humble monk would like to ask my senior brother to gather all the disciples of the Buddhist temples and apologize to Miss Liuli."

Shi Ning's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Apologizing to her is absolutely out of the question!"

Shi Chan was about to persuade him further, but Shi Ning interrupted him with a somber expression, saying, "That's enough, Shi Chan, you should leave."

Shi Ning paused for a moment, softened his tone, and said, "Junior Brother Shi Fan has been subdued. We'll have the elders examine him later to see how he became possessed by demons and then find a way to save him. You can't help by staying here, so go."

Shi Chan also knew that the enmity between Buddhism and the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan ran deep and could not be resolved in a few words. He remained silent for a moment, then nodded sadly and said, "Yes."

He looked up at the many disciples around him, then glanced longingly at Bodhi Temple, silently turned around, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and floated away in the blink of an eye.

Shi Ning looked up at the direction Shi Chan had flown off in, and shook his head with a grim expression.

Just then, a series of screams suddenly came from the side. Shi Ning was startled and immediately turned around and hurried over.

Shi Ning and the disciples who had just been surrounding Shi Chan arrived at the place where the screams had come from. They saw that several elders had tightly bound Shi Fan, who was still struggling, and they could not break free. Besides the few disciples who had been killed by Shi Fan, there were seven other disciples whose bodies were wrapped in wisps of demonic energy. They no longer showed any signs of being filled with Buddhist power and had lost all their relics.

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