"Master!" Lin Dongxi gently called.
Meng Ahnan, with a limp, wearing a pair of straw sandals, spoke calmly:
"My pursuit is quite simple... I wish to find Zhang Fusheng, so, where is he?"
Hong Tianbao sat down, his hands clasped together, chanting:
"Compassion!"
He didn't answer, instead, he acted again, employing the authority of the Past Buddha Celestial Position, his Buddha palm briefly reaching into past years, striking a millennium ago, aiming at Meng Ahnan in his weaker years!
Lin Dongxi also acted again, simultaneously striking at Meng Ahnan's future, his plain hand inducing a brilliant Great Tide of Buddha's Light, nearly submerging Other Shore Mountain!
Hu Lifo was crushed to the ground by great force, while the Wa Maiden quietly watched.
"Useless."
Meng Ahnan sighed softly, lifting his gaze, his palms clasped in unison, momentarily past, present, and future briefly united,
