Shi Chan sighed softly, about to persuade him again, but Liu Li interrupted him coldly. She looked at the small Buddhist artifact that the Zen Pure Pearl had transformed into, which was floating not far in front of Shi Chan, and said coldly, "Long Kong, use these Buddhist artifacts to kill Liang Yihan for me."

"Yes." A composed-looking man from the Jiaolong clan responded and was about to walk towards the various Buddhist artifacts that were floating and sinking.

Shi Chan shook his head and said helplessly, "Miss, if that's the case, this humble monk will have no choice but to fight back. I'm sorry."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly shone with golden light, and his seven-jeweled kasaya emitted a huge amount of Buddhist light, instantly pushing aside the red ribbon that bound him and sending it flying far to the side.

Liuli's gaze sharpened, and then her expression turned cold.

In fact, ever since Liuli was reborn and saw Shichan again, Shichan had refused to fight her, so she had never seriously fought with him. She knew that Shichan's cultivation was not low and that he also had a divine artifact that he could control like his own arm, so his strength should be extremely powerful. However, she really did not expect that he could be so powerful that he was able to break free of the Crimson Soul Belt even when it had already bound him.

She waved her hand to retrieve the Crimson Soul Belt and shouted, "All of you, attack! Kill this monk first, then we'll talk about the rest!"

More than 300 divine beast youths responded in unison, and after Liuli retreated, they surrounded Shichan and began to attack him again.

Even though the divine beasts outnumbered the others, Shi Chan's Seven Treasures Kasaya was extremely troublesome. Liu Li coldly watched the chaotic battle ahead, knowing that she probably couldn't kill Shi Chan in a short time. Her face gradually darkened, and she lowered her head, pondering whether she should kill Liang Yihan first and then retreat.

Just then, a series of whooshing sounds suddenly came from the sky, and a woman's voice, moving extremely fast and getting closer, called out, "Han'er!"

Liang Yihan's body, which lay limply on the ground, trembled slightly. A bitter smile slowly spread across his lips as he muttered, "The time has finally come..."

Liuli turned her head to look at the horizon and saw a large number of colorful sword lights flying towards her at extremely fast speed. Seeing the spiritual power in the light, she realized that they were not Taoist disciples.

Liu Li's expression changed. She turned to look at Liang Yihan, who was slowly sitting up and looking at her from afar with a mocking gaze. He took a deep breath, his voice weak, and said, "Fox, I already told you, don't underestimate me, Liang Yihan."

"Why are they here, Liang Yihan? What have you done?" Liuli asked in a deep voice.

Liang Yihan smiled faintly: "Haozi's letter came suspiciously. Do you think I was completely unprepared? Before I went down the mountain, I had already made an agreement with Uncle Ying. If I arrived at the palace, I would send a message to the sect. If I still hadn't received a letter from him after an hour, Uncle Ying would bring people to rescue me... Fox, it was your own indecisiveness that gave me, Liang Yihan, this chance to live!"

Liu Li was furious and shouted, "Long Mu, make your move! Kill Liang Yihan and these monks!"

Long Mu and the others responded in unison. The eight monks were under their control. As soon as they made their move, the monks were killed instantly, leaving only their miserable screams.

When the cries reached Shi Chan's ears, he frowned, his face filled with sorrow.

The dragons tossed aside the monks' corpses and immediately prepared to attack Liang Yihan. However, it was too late.