A sudden and powerful aura pressed everyone to hold their breath, as if there was an invisible mountain on their bodies, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and the timid people didn't even dare to raise their heads.

They all looked at the location where the sound was coming from.

The man was in his early fifties, wearing a yellow robe and a staff, which made him very peaceful, especially the strong sandalwood fragrance on his body, which made people feel close, but the people present were not fools, and as the head of the Pu'an faction, he was not a good guy to get along with.

Not to mention......

Behind him were more than a dozen smiling monks, all of whom were holding staff of different shapes, standing closest to him

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