"Buzz——"
Zhang Jie raised his hand to form a gesture; Dao Rhymes flowed between his flying finger techniques.
Inside the small temple, the statue resembling him suddenly emitted a brilliant golden light.
The golden light pierced through the temple's roof, shooting straight into the sky, dyeing the dawn's mist in a golden hue.
The entire small temple trembled slightly, the beams and pillars roared as if thousands of soldiers and horses were hidden within.
"Demon Suppression!"
Zhang Jie let out a low cry, and the statue's golden light grew even more intense.
Seven condensed beams of tangible golden light burst from the statue, resembling seven giant golden dragons. They spiraled and converged in the air, eventually forming a massive golden wheel seal over a foot in diameter.
The wheel seal was covered with dense Dao Patterns.
Each pattern flowed with fierce power to suppress demons. Runes flickered, and faint Dao sounds resonated, crushing toward the middle-aged Daoist.
