Upon hearing Xia Hong’s words, the remaining three Masters trembled violently, their eyes filled with fear and dread.
"Hehehehehe... I didn’t expect soone from the re Ice Abyss to know about our Lingyin Mountain’s Five Hidden Secret Techniques. It’s a pity you’re still a bit late. The soul body of the Monster Face Maitreya Buddha has descended, and it’s irreversible, even if you..."
Whoosh!
Xia Hong naturally wouldn’t waste ti listening to Master Wusheng’s nonsense. He directly drew out the Dragon Sparrow Saber, its tip still embedded with a pitch-black liver, identical in color to the heart of Master Yan Long impaled by a dagger.
Both organs were emitting thick smoke, indicating that the deceitful object energy within hadn’t completely dissipated. Xia Hong casually wrapped them in a piece of cloth, then turned to look at the three Masters, his expression changing slightly.
The three Masters simultaneously rushed toward the spiritual body of the Monster Face Maitreya.
From the mont Master Wusheng died, the spiritual body of the Monster Face Maitreya noticeably beca much more sluggish. Initially, only the central head could move, and it was absorbing soul bodies from the city. The other four heads remained drooping and motionless.
But after Master Wusheng’s death, even the central head drooped down, and the soul body began to thin out, gradually becoming unstable, obviously unable to maintain itself due to the lack of sufficient soul body replenishnt.
The three Masters were not fleeing aimlessly. Each went to the top of their corresponding head, pulled sothing out, and then turned to flee northwards.
Once the three took those items, the spiritual body of the Monster Face Maitreya imdiately began to disintegrate faster. Clearly, those items were the key to its descent into the Ice Abyss.
"Trying to run!"
The soul body of the Monster Face Maitreya Buddha’s descent was irreversible.
Rembering Master Wusheng’s words, Xia Hong’s expression turned extrely grave. Without any hesitation, he pursued the three individuals.
His primary target was, of course, the slowest-moving Vajra Master.
Vajra Master’s face was filled with panic as Xia Hong closed in on him. Surrounded by a burst of golden light, he gritted his teeth and hurled a ball of light to the west.
Whoosh......
Having fought Xia Hong before, he knew his physical body couldn’t withstand Xia Hong’s power. So, when the Dragon Sparrow Saber ca slashing down, he raised his palm to block his chest, hoping to neutralize Xia Hong’s attack.
Unfortunately, his plan didn’t succeed!
Xia Hong had no intention of wasting ti with Vajra Master. Seeing the object he threw was likely a soul body substance that dispersed upon being thrown, and realizing he had no ans to deal with the soul body, he gave up the chase, focusing on killing Vajra Master instead.
He was fully committed at this mont, using the Dragon Sparrow Saber as a long spear. After piercing Vajra Master’s palm, he forcefully pressed downward, slamming Vajra Master onto the ground.
Bang......
A loud crash echoed as Vajra Master lay on the ground, hands still shielding his chest, unable to even stand up.
Xia Hong’s power was truly terrifying.
At full force, his strength of nineteen juns was roughly three tis that of Vajra Master, making it impossible for him to resist.
"Argh!"
Vajra Master, unwilling to sit and wait for death, swept his hands horizontally to deflect Xia Hong’s saber and tried to escape.
However, before he could stand, a red long spear pierced straight through his upper chest, precisely at the lung.
The red spear was Master Yan Long’s weapon, already coated in a layer of black oil, which Xia Hong had applied on the spot.
Sizzle......
Thick smoke billowed from his lung, and Vajra Master’s pupils trembled, his eyes filled with hatred and madness as he looked at Xia Hong.
"Hehehehehe... Killing is useless, killing is useless. I have the protection of Maitreya Buddha, eternal life, and immortality. I will rember you, I will rember..."
"Noisy!"
Xia Hong directly pulled out the charred lung of Vajra Master, then turned to look at the other two fleeing Masters, his pupils suddenly narrowing.
Whoosh......
On the left, Master Hei Ming was suddenly forced back by a silver long spear. In a panic, he tried to deflect the spear with his black longsword, but the spear’s power was far beyond his expectations. Not only could he not deflect it, but his longsword was also directly knocked away.
After knocking the sword away, the spear swept downward, knocking Master Hei Ming to the ground. The spear continued downward, its final target being his kidney.
"Argh!"
anwhile, Master Ju Yuan on the right let out a roar.
Before him also appeared a silver sword tip, blocking his path and targeting his upper left abdon, piercing toward his spleen.
Master Ju Yuan’s roar was clearly unusual, even causing Xia Hong, from a distance, to briefly lose focus. But he quickly snapped back, seeing that the long spear and sword targeted the fatal points of the two Masters, making his expression even grimr.
At the sa ti, the owners of the spear and sword appeared. Both were middle-aged, one in white, the other in black, their clothes tattered and bodies bearing wounds, clearly having just been in a fierce battle.
Yang Zhun, Qin Feng, it turns out Dajue Temple did set a dangerous trap in Qinghepu!
"You are not from Nine Towns, ddling in Bashang’s affairs without reason. I hope you’ll give Yang an explanation!"
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