"Dead...dead, right?"
"Nonsense, they're definitely dead. In the entire world, apart from a sixth-tier expert, who could withstand a combined attack from eighteen fifth-tier experts?"
"What a pity, such a beautiful woman."
"What a waste! That's not a woman, it's a female ghost!"
Those hiding in the shadows discussed amongst themselves, not believing that any life form other than a sixth-order being could survive such a terrifying attack.
Not only did they think so, but Fang Moli and the others also thought so. No matter how special the female ghost that Fang Xiu summoned was, there had to be a limit, right?
There must be a limit to immunity to attacks, and under such a terrifying attack, that limit is very likely to be broken.
"etc!"
"Look!"
Suddenly, everyone's expression changed, and they were shocked.
Even the eighteen Arhats in the arena changed color, while Yang Ming and the others couldn't help but widen their eyes.
As the smoke and dust dissipated and the Buddha's light faded, a ravaged land was revealed, and upon that land, a stunningly beautiful figure stood gracefully.
She was spotless, with a faint smile on her face, and even her hair was as neat as before.
Unharmed!
"How is this possible?!"
The eighteen Arhats were shocked. They simply couldn't believe that someone could escape unscathed from a combined attack from their formation!
Just as they were horrified, his wife floated toward them like a ghost, her long, black hair cascading down her back, the fine strands clinging to her delicate face, making her pale skin appear even whiter and glowing.
Her goal remains the round mirror.
Yuan Jing, still a young man at heart, showed a hint of panic on his face and unleashed his Buddhist light as if it were free, fiercely attacking his wife.
"Protect the Buddhist disciples!"
The eighteen Arhats shouted loudly, switching from an offensive formation to a defensive one. They swung their Buddhist staffs in a dense, impenetrable manner, but it was all in vain. In front of their wives, they were like air, posing no obstacle whatsoever.
A horrifying scene unfolded.
The wife withstood the attacks of the eighteen Arhats and easily injured the round mirror again.
This time, five bloody claw marks appeared directly on Yuan Jing's chest, with blood flowing freely.
"Buddha's disciple!!"
The eighteen Arhats were extremely anxious, but there was nothing they could do.
This scene utterly astonished the world. A sacred Buddhist site, with nineteen fifth-level experts, had been forced into such a predicament by a single woman.
No wonder Fang Xiu dared to be so arrogant and challenge Buddhism; it turns out his reliance was his wife!
They had all heard Fang Xiu summon his wife earlier, even though they were far away, because all spirit masters were sharp-eared and sharp-eyed.
"Just who is Fang Xiu's wife? Is she also at the sixth level?"
"It must be a sixth-order monster! Only a sixth-order monster has such formidable strength. The world is about to change. Today's battle between headquarters and Buddhism is still uncertain!"
"Quickly, spread the word! The prophet Fang Xiu has a sixth-tier female ghost wife!"
Although his wife caused a great commotion, only Fang Xiu knew that her destructive power was ultimately too weak. If it were him, his attack that ignored defense would have killed anyone instantly, and he wouldn't have needed to make a second move.
The Buddhist monks were thrown into disarray for two reasons: first, to protect their disciples, and second, because they had never seen their wives act so unreasonably and strangely.
No matter how strong your attack or how high your defense, I'll ignore it all.
When you realize that no attack is effective, and your opponent can easily penetrate your defenses, anyone would be afraid.
"Brother Xiu, do we still need to summon the Taotie army? It seems like your wife handled it all by herself," the fat man exclaimed in shock.
However, no one paid him any attention. Everyone was completely absorbed in his wife's outstanding performance. They even suspected that his wife alone was enough to flatten Mount Ling.
As time went by, Yuanjing's body was covered in wounds, and the once proud Buddhist disciple was now a blood-soaked mess.
"Quick...Quick! Go to the Great Thunderclap Temple and invite the abbot!" Yuan Jing said, panting heavily. Although his wounds could not be healed through spirituality, his fifth-order physical attributes had already been refined by the Light of the Mind, making him practically inhuman. In just a short while, his damaged vocal cords had recovered most of their value.
"Amitabha!" Suddenly, a voice as loud as a great bell came from deep within the Great Thunder Temple.
With a single Buddhist chant, the entire Lingshan Mountain seemed to be cleansed, becoming quiet and peaceful.
Immediately afterwards, a kind-faced old monk emerged from the void. With each step he took, a golden lotus rose from beneath his feet to catch his feet, truly a lotus blooming with every step.
"Abbot!"
"Master Kongjian!"
The old monk stood serenely before the crowd, his eyes, which seemed to have seen through the world, looking at Fang Xiu with an inexplicable meaning, just about to speak.
"Abbot, save me!"
Round Mirror, covered in blood, hurriedly shouted.
Kong Jian frowned slightly and scolded, "Your smooth sailing all this time has made you lose your sharp judgment. Haven't you realized it yet? This strange creature is peculiar, but its attack power is weak. It can only cause you superficial injuries."
"Yes, disciple understands." Yuan Jing agreed verbally, but inwardly he smiled bitterly: "I was the one who got hit, how could I not know it was just a superficial injury? But the problem is, I almost have no skin left!"
Kong Jian looked at Fang Xiu again, smiled slightly, as if he were an old friend he had known for many years: "Benefactor Fang..."
He spoke slowly, his voice compassionate and kind: "To be honest, I am somewhat disappointed in you. Since I entered this world, the thing I have heard most about you is your name."
I thought that a great reputation is well-deserved, and that you were a smart person who would choose to unite with Taoism to deal with Buddhism, since Taoism and Buddhism have always had friction.
Relying on the Taoist sect would have been your best choice, but unexpectedly, you ended up choosing to rely on a strange entity.
With just a somewhat strange and eerie creature, you dare to try and break into Mount Ling? Any strangeness is nothing but an illusion in the face of a sixth-order being.
To this, I can only say, "Commendable courage."
After saying that, Kong Jian shook his head with a sigh, seemingly somewhat disappointed.
He raised his hand and pointed at his wife from a distance. Instantly, a dazzling Buddhist light transformed into a swastika symbol, shooting out and expanding in the wind, enveloping his wife's head and firmly sealing off the space around her.
Having done all this, he continued with a smile, "I wonder what else Benefactor Fang relies on now..."
Before he could finish speaking, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he stiffly turned his head slightly to look at his wife.
At this moment, the wife completely ignored the swastika seal above her head and swaggered out.
Upon seeing this, Kong Jian was completely stunned.
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