Long Wudang and Zhuge Qiu's originally pale faces turned even paler, almost ghostly white. Although seriously injured by Xiang Qiuzhan, the two of them felt a deep sense of relief at the moment. If Xiang Qiuzhan hadn't happened to invade Huayu City at this time, they would have inevitably fought with Han Yan. If this Divine Gifted Heavenly Power had been directed not at the group of bandits but at them... they couldn't think of any possibility other than death.
Even for the two of them, it was so, and the other follower priests were even more so. Seeing Han Yan in her black priest robe fluttering in the wind, her demeanor solemn and dignified, their eyes were full of awe and fear.
It's indeed one of the oldest temples on the Divine Continent; even if it has declined, it's not something anyone can tread upon! Amidst their sighs, they felt deep regret. If they had known the outcome earlier, they would never have got involved in this mess.
