For the plan to hunt down Daoist Randeng this ti, Elder Bai and the others have been planning for a long while; under no circumstances can they allow Daoist Randeng to escape.
Everyone attacked in unison, and at the sa ti, they blocked Daoist Randeng’s escape route.
The surroundings emitted a terrifying aura, causing Daoist Randeng’s expression to change involuntarily.
Daoist Randeng’s face looked increasingly grim; he knew that today might spell disaster for him.
At this mont, if he were to sacrifice himself like Wu Nengsheng, he might still bring a certain price upon Elder Bai and the others.
However, Daoist Randeng was exceptionally reluctant to die, far more than Wu Nengsheng. Until there was no way out, he couldn’t make such a decisive choice as martyrdom.
"Ding."
Shocked and unsettled, Daoist Randeng heard a crisp sound echoing.
A golden light suddenly appeared—it was a golden feather.
This golden feather emanated an indestructible aura of Geng tal, as if it could slice through everything between heaven and earth.
The speed of this golden feather was exceedingly fast; wherever it passed, even the air burst apart.
Daoist Randeng couldn’t stop it in ti; faced with the incoming feather, he could only slightly lean to the side to dodge the fatal point.
Originally, this golden feather was aid at Daoist Randeng’s throat, but after his slight movent, it pierced through his shoulder.
"Puff."
A burst of blood mist spurted from Daoist Randeng’s shoulder, blooming in the air like a blood-colored firework.
The one who injured Daoist Randeng with the golden feather was precisely the handso young man, whose true form was a Golden-Winged Roc.
"Golden-Winged Roc, what a Golden-Winged Roc!"
"Dare to injure ? Today, I’ll make you pay." Daoist Randeng gritted his teeth and said.
Seeing this, Daoist Randeng pulled the golden feather embedded in his flesh out from his shoulder.
Then, he summoned his Glazed Lamp; the dark Karmic Fire atop it was leaping and burning continuously.
The next mont, Daoist Randeng raised his hand and cast the golden feather into the Glazed Lamp.
The dark Karmic Fire imdiately wrapped around the golden feather, igniting it into a fierce fla.
Daoist Randeng quickly chanted an incantation, clearly casting so kind of magic.
"Stop him!"
"He’s definitely using an evil spell against the Golden-Winged Roc," spoke the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder.
Everyone’s attacks grew fiercer, but Daoist Randeng was not an easy target.
After withstanding their series of attacks, Daoist Randeng still managed to complete the evil spell.
He intended to use the golden feather of the Golden-Winged Roc as a dium to ignite it with Karmic Fire.
Elder Bai and the others continued to besiege Daoist Randeng, but at this point, Daoist Randeng’s evil spell had already succeeded.
Suddenly, flas erupted all over the Golden-Winged Roc, who was besieging Randeng.
All these flas were the black Karmic Fire.
Once Karmic Fire burns, it is incredibly difficult to extinguish.
As the Karmic Fire burned on the Golden-Winged Roc, the fire in the Glazed Lamp in Daoist Randeng’s hand nearly extinguished, leaving only a tiny spark.
Clearly, he had used an evil spell to transfer the Karmic Fire from the Glazed Lamp to the Golden-Winged Roc.
"Karmic Fire consuming the body, hard to extinguish."
"If you let go, I’ll retrieve the Karmic Fire."
"Otherwise, if I die, the Golden-Winged Roc won’t survive!" Daoist Randeng threatened Elder Bai and the others.
This Karmic Fire, unless Daoist Randeng, its master, reclaims it, usual thods cannot extinguish it.
Daoist Randeng used this as leverage, implying that if they don’t let him go, the Golden-Winged Roc would die along with him.
"Ah!"
"Ah! Ah!"
Inside the Karmic Fire, the Golden-Winged Roc let out a heart-wrenching scream.
However, the Golden-Winged Roc did not capitulate, but instead shouted to Elder Bai and the others, "Kill him, let’s see if this Karmic Fire can really kill !"
Hearing these words, Daoist Randeng couldn’t help but sneer, "Tough words, but not enough?"
"Being stubborn can’t extinguish this Karmic Fire."
Elder Bai frowned slightly, looking coldly at Daoist Randeng, "Daoist Randeng, do you really think we have no ans to deal with this Karmic Fire?"
Daoist Randeng was stunned for a mont, then said, "I bet you can’t handle the Karmic Fire."
"If I die, the Karmic Fire goes out of control, and he won’t live either!"
"If you dare, try it. With the Golden-Winged Roc as a companion in death, a one-for-one trade, I’m not at a loss either!"
The Karmic Fire was Daoist Randeng’s only ans of survival.
In his view, as long as Elder Bai and the others wanted to save the Golden-Winged Roc, they would have to let him go.
Elder Bai gritted his teeth, glancing at the struggling Golden-Winged Roc within the Karmic Fire. He knew he must save the Golden-Winged Roc.
The alliance already lost Wu Nengsheng; if the Golden-Winged Roc also died, their small group against the World Honored One would truly fall apart.
"You two hold him back, don’t let him escape."
"I’ll take action to save the Golden-Winged Roc!" Elder Bai shouted to the two.
The Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder and the Black Bear Spirit exchanged a glance and then attacked Daoist Randeng together.
Elder Bai arrived beside the Golden-Winged Roc, shouting, "Give a few drops of blood!"
The Golden-Winged Roc, though in pain, hadn’t lost his senses.
Hearing Elder Bai’s words, he knew Elder Bai was there to save him.
So, he slit his finger and a few drops of blood flew towards Elder Bai.
This Karmic Fire was indeed vicious; even the drops of blood the Golden-Winged Roc flicked off burned with fierce flas.
Elder Bai took out a small figurine, palm-sized, white as jade.
It appeared to be carved from a turtle shell shed by Elder Bai.
This was a Substitute Death Doll, able to take a lethal blow for its owner.
Being a life-saving object, it was extrely precious.
Originally, Elder Bai intended to use it for himself, but now to save the Golden-Winged Roc, he had no choice but to use it.
Using the Golden-Winged Roc’s blood, Elder Bai painted mysterious patterns on the Substitute Death Doll, and soon the spell was complete.
Once the spell was completed, the Karmic Fire on the Golden-Winged Roc started transferring onto the Substitute Death Doll.
"Boom."
"Boom, boom."
After about a dozen breaths, the Karmic Fire on the Golden-Winged Roc completely disappeared, and flas seven feet high erupted from the Substitute Death Doll.
"Hahaha!"
"This re Karmic Fire, is it nothing more?"
"Elder Bai, you’re amazing, handling it so easily!" The Golden-Winged Roc laughed aloud, praising Elder Bai.
However, Elder Bai’s expression remained severe.
He said to the Golden-Winged Roc, "This Substitute Death Doll can only last for the ti it takes an incense stick to burn; within that ti, we must kill Daoist Randeng and seize the Glazed Lamp to reclaim the Karmic Fire."
"Otherwise, once the Substitute Death Doll is destroyed, the Karmic Fire will return to your body."
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