Liuli hugged Ahua tightly and whispered, "It's okay, Ahua, I'll protect you."
"Thank you, sister." Ahua didn't look up; only her muffled voice came out.
"Let's go!" Li Molin calmly withdrew his gaze from Ah Hua. He had exhausted his magic power by releasing numerous ghosts using the Soul Summoning Technique, but after a period of recuperation, his magic power had recovered somewhat. At this moment, he waved the Soul Summoning Technique, and immediately more than a hundred ghosts swarmed out. The ghosts shielded the righteous disciples from the demons, while Li Molin, holding Liuli's hand, took off and flew away into the distance.
Yu Ke, Ji Jue, and Lang Yuan followed closely behind, while the remaining demons took flight last.
Many righteous disciples, except for their newly arrived masters, suffered casualties. Unexpectedly, Li Molin suddenly released these hundred-odd ghosts, and they were immediately surrounded by the ghosts, having no time to chase after the demons.
Because of Liang Yihan's obstruction, Liu Lingying finally flew over at this moment, but she only caught a glimpse of Li Molin before seeing the numerous demons transform into streaks of black light and fly away in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that the group of injured young disciples were once again trapped by more than a hundred ferocious ghosts, Liu Lingying had no choice but to turn around and join the extermination of the ghosts to prevent the young disciples from suffering even greater casualties.
But in the blink of an eye, as the high monk in the sky chanted the Rebirth Mantra again and again, the hundred or so ghosts that appeared later lost their fierce aura and instead stood still with blank expressions.
So all the righteous disciples stopped fighting and gathered together to count the casualties. The elders healed the younger disciples, and the place became noisy and busy. The solemn chanting diluted the ferocity and evil aura emanating from the many ghosts.
Gradually, after their wounds had healed slightly, all the Buddhist disciples began chanting the Rebirth Mantra in unison, and Shi Chan was among them. His body was covered in blood where it wasn't protected by the seven-jeweled robe, and his face was also covered in wounds and blood, making him look quite wretched. However, the wounds and blood couldn't conceal the solemn expression on his face; a faint golden light emanated from him, making his clasped-hands-in-hand figure appear dignified and majestic, like a Buddha.
However, the trace of sorrow between his brows ultimately tainted his face with a touch of worldly dust.
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