At a high hilltop in the distance, under towering trees, sat three Martial Monks in meditation, the very ones sent by Feng Chengjue to keep watch.
One of these monks, gripping hand seals, his pupils hidden with a sharp gleam.
In his right hand, he formed a fist, with his thumb pressing against the outside of his index finger; his left hand outstretched, with all five fingers pressed together.
This was the "Wisdom Fist Seal," signifying intelligence and strength.
Meanwhile, at the foot of the distant hill, a flicker of light pierced the darkness, marking the dilapidated temple where Wang Daoxuan and his companions were.
"Elder brother, something isn't right."
The monk utilizing the Eye Divine Power to investigate spoke in a deep voice, "This Tuo Dragon drumming is so fierce, it must be a demon's doing. That one named Li Yan, and another person have been bewitched and led away."
