"Ha ha ha!"
The Vajra Monk laughed heartily, stepped forward, his tremendous wave of power encompassing all around him. His voice echoed like thunder, with the concentrated horror of martial arts spreading around, resembling huge tidal waves, undefeatable.
"The ancestors stand here, who will dare to challenge? The ancestors will gladly entertain!"
When they heard his arrogant language and felt the terrifying power emanating from him, there was silence atop Taihe Mountain.
The being they faced was a horrifying expert, very few of the many here could be confident in overcoming him.
Zhang Zhizhan, the Heavenly Master, looked cold. He knew he may not be as good as Ba He Si Ba, but he also was not someone the Vajra Monk could provoke.
Although the opponent was powerful, to Zhang Zhizhan, defeating him would not prove difficult.
Just as he was preparing to take action, he heard a soft Buddhist chant from behind, "Amitabha, would you like to give this opportunity to our Zen Sect?"