The monk didn't expect Nanli to suddenly curse him out. He froze for a moment, visibly enraged.
"You refuse to repent, and thus, you no longer deserve a chance."
With those words, he immediately began chanting Buddhist sutras.
Golden Sanskrit flowed from his mouth, swirling towards the two of them.
Yun Yubai's face turned pale. "This is the Divine Buddha Sect's most powerful twelve-sutra imprisonment formation! Shanhai isn't planning to hold back. Once we're trapped, no matter how strong my spiritual power is, not only will I be unable to break it, but our bodies and blood will also be shattered completely."
Nanli raised an eyebrow. "This old man practices Buddhism? Such a vicious technique."
"The Divine Buddha Sect has always been like this," Yun Yubai said, already accustomed to it.
As he spoke, he quickly summoned a talisman.
However, the Golden Sanskrit was incredibly powerful—it pierced through the talisman's barrier, quickly advancing toward them.