C338 The Great Dao of Sculpting

"Farewell, young master!"

Everyone bowed. Xiao Chen waved his hand and took a step forward. A golden light fell from the sky. Xiao Chen looked up at the sky and smiled. It was as if Xiao Chen already knew about it.

Boom!

With a loud bang, a golden dharma idol appeared.

"Ancestor!"

Then, another Dharma Idol appeared in front of everyone. The Dharma Idol protected Xiao Chen in two rows