Chapter 351: The Spear is Like a Dragon

"Your Highness!"

Upon realizing that the person who had appeared so abruptly was none other than Feng Qing'an, all the ghost kings present, who had come to listen to the preachings of the Buddha to counteract their violent energy and maintain a peaceful mind, revealed expressions of respect.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

However, upon catching sight of Feng Qing'an, the many high-ranking monks, seated high on the stage and preaching, were unable to maintain their original calm demeanour. Of course, what was even more crucial was that they had noticed Fayuan standing by Feng Qing'an.

As practitioners of Buddhism, they were well aware of how terrifying this young monk, who bore a resemblance to a person they despised, could be.

Like a few minuscule ants looking up at a towering Divine Mountain that reaches into the clouds with no summit in sight, they were overcome with feelings of insignificance.

"Brother, I'm leaving first."

"Hmm."