A bald man in a cassock walked out of the space-travel portal. He had golden skin and was carrying black jade prayer beads in his hands. He was chanting scriptures in a language that could not be understood by the others.
"It's the demon… the holy monk from the divine temple."
In North Mountain City, someone from the immortal factions recognized him. However, he did not look shocked, but afraid. He subconsciously covered his ears with his hands.
It turned out that the so-called divine temple had a mixed reputation in the galaxy where the immortal factions had come from. On the one hand, it was definitely powerful enough to revive the interest in Buddhism.
On the other hand, the holy monks from the temple had been converting a large number of people into monks for the temple. To put it nicely, they were converts. To put it bluntly, they were forcing people to enter the temple.