Two days later, inside Shaolin's Wooden Man Alley.
Thirty golden-bodied monks formed a strange monk formation, overwhelming pressure accompanied by formidable Buddha power pressing heavily towards Jiang Dali.
Jiang Dali laughed heartily, moving his right foot forward, the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber cleaved downward. From the moment the saber was drawn to when it was lifted and finally chopped down, the three motions seemed distinct yet seamlessly integrated, creating a momentum that intensified with each action. Almost before the motion concluded, the terrifying whistling sound of the saber erupted within the Wooden Man Alley.
Boom!!——
The all-encompassing Silver Blue Blade Qi swept through the cave.
In the sound of swishing scrapes, the Blade Qi surged like overflowing blue snowflakes, its imposing force sweeping dozens of the golden-bodied wooden men into the walls of the surrounding passage, shattering them into fragments scattered across the ground.
