However, after a short while, two monks at the Nirvana Realm took advantage of the chaos to approach Liuli. The two monks, their faces filled with hatred, attacked in perfect unison. One of them used Buddhist light to form ropes to bind Liuli, while the other raised a golden, gleaming vajra and smashed it down on Liuli's head.

These two monks were extremely powerful. Before Liuli could even react, her opponent had changed from a lowly nun to an old monk. Then she sensed a cold glint approaching from behind and instinctively tried to dodge, but it was too late.

"Liuli, be careful!" Li Molin's voice came from the side, sounding extremely alarmed.

He saw Liuli in danger from afar and was about to abandon his opponent to rush to her rescue. However, the monk he was fighting refused to stop. Taking advantage of Li Molin's hasty turn and lack of attention, he threw his prayer beads. The beads separated and rushed towards Li Molin's back.

At this critical moment, Liuli struggled desperately but couldn't break free from the golden ropes binding her, and the menacing demon-subduing pestle was about to smash down. Li Molin sensed the killing intent behind him but had no time to pay attention; he just stared at Liuli's direction with a pale face and bloodshot eyes.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light, carrying the Seven Treasures Kasaya, swiftly arrived in front of Liuli. The Kasaya unfurled, firmly blocking the Vajra Pestle that was about to smash into her head. Immediately afterward, a gray shadow accompanied the golden light and appeared behind Liuli. With a forceful slash of a monk's knife, it severed the ropes connecting Liuli to her body.

The ropes binding Liuli disappeared instantly without the transmission of Buddhist power. She looked up at the kasaya so close to her head and could faintly smell the pleasant sandalwood scent emanating from it, exactly the same scent as that emanating from the man standing back to back behind her.

She stared blankly at the cassock until she heard Li Molin's muffled groan, clearly audible amidst the chaotic fighting. She turned to look and saw Li Molin, who was rushing towards her, suddenly stop. A dazzling golden light could be seen behind him, and then his face turned pale. He clutched his chest and coughed up blood. Liuli's gaze sharpened.

Perhaps seeing that Liuli was safe, a smile appeared on Li Molin's unusually pale face. He nodded at Liuli from afar, then turned around and rushed towards the monk who had injured him with his prayer beads.

Liuli turned around and heard Shichan behind her say in an apologetic voice, "I'm sorry, Uncle Zhimo."

Then came an aged voice, which must have been Zhimo, who coldly snorted, "Shichan, step aside."

Shi Chan remained silent, but Liu Li could sense that he hadn't moved an inch.

Liuli tilted her head slightly as if she wanted to look at Shichan. Halfway through turning her head, she suddenly saw that the prayer wheel under the Bodhi tree was very close to her, and there was no obstruction between the prayer wheel and her.

With a focused gaze, Liuli moved nimbly and instantly arrived in front of the prayer wheel. She stretched out her slender hand and touched the prayer wheel.

Suddenly, a large expanse of golden light, accompanied by loud chanting, emanated from the prayer wheel and spread rapidly in all directions, enveloping the more than one hundred people from the Buddhist, demonic, and Taoist factions who were fighting. Then, all the movements of these people stopped, and they could not move an inch.

Liuli was now unable to move. She sensed something was wrong and tried to pull her hand back but couldn't. She could only stare wide-eyed as all the scripture characters on the prayer wheel suddenly moved, flowing past her eyes like water, making her dizzy.

The next moment, a bright golden light suddenly shone before Liuli's eyes, forcing her to squint. When the golden light gradually dissipated, she opened her eyes and found herself in a completely different scene.

The prayer wheel had stopped spinning, and as the last verse was recited, a dazzling golden light emanated, instantly enveloping more than a hundred people. After the golden light slowly dissipated, the more than a hundred people, including Liuli, remained motionless in their previous poses, as if they had been turned into statues.

At this moment, their eyes were all closed, and apart from their steady breathing indicating that they were still alive, they did not look like living people at all.