Liuli lashed her long whip at Shichan's head, expecting him to dodge. She didn't think he would be unable to avoid her attack, but he remained motionless.
As Liuli drew closer to Shichan, she saw clearly the look in his eyes, which contained a complex mix of emotions: sorrow, determination, pity, and tenderness.
Just as Liuli's long whip was about to strike Shichan's head, if the whip hit, Shichan would either die or be seriously injured.
At that moment, Liuli felt a sudden pain in her heart, as if she had thought of the terrible scene after Shichan was struck by the whip, the image of his skull being shattered and blood flowing everywhere. Her heart ached terribly, the pain was unbearable.
Suddenly, Liuli moved her right hand and pulled back the long whip. She then landed on the ground, stopping about three feet away from Shichan.
The long whip swiftly struck but was retracted by Liuli. The breeze gently brushed against Shichan's cheek, fluttering his long eyelashes.
Just as Liuli retracted her whip, Shichan's lips curled into a gentle smile. He looked directly at Liuli and said in a soft voice, "Thank you, young lady, for your mercy."
Liuli's face was gloomy, filled with resentment. She hated her own inability to bear it and her inability to do it, and she hated Shichan's nonchalant and indifferent attitude even more.
However, she was helpless. No matter how cold and ruthless her heart became, no matter how ruthless and bloodthirsty she was, she could not kill him. She could not bring herself to be cruel to him.
After a long while, Liuli could only stomp her foot in frustration and turn to leave.
Unexpectedly, Shi Chan moved swiftly and flew in front of her, blocking Liu Li's path and repeatedly saying, "Miss, please stop."
Liuli was furious. She said in a cold voice, "Monk, don't go too far! Get out of the way!"
Shi Chan shook his head, staring firmly at Liuli, without moving an inch.
Liuli's chest heaved violently, her small face was filled with extreme anger, her eyes were bloodshot and looked red, and she stared angrily at Shichan.
Just as the man and the fox were locked in a standoff amidst the chaotic battle, a chanting suddenly rang out from the Bodhi grove nearby. The voice was calm and peaceful, carrying a subtle power to soothe the soul.
Just as the chanting began, the fierce battle abruptly ceased. Some reacted with lightning speed, instantly leaping into the forest. Liuli was one of those who reacted quickly. At that moment, Shichan was turning his head to look at the Bodhi Forest with a puzzled expression when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black light flash by. By the time he turned back, Liuli had already vanished.
Shi Chan looked in the direction where the black light of the glass incarnation flew, then flew up and followed closely behind her into the forest.
Those who reacted quickly flew into the forest, while the rest, who reacted more slowly, were blocked by the golden light spreading through the Bodhi Forest and could no longer enter.
A dense golden light began to spread outward from the center of the Bodhi Forest, quickly enveloping the entire forest. This golden light not only blurred the vision of everyone in the forest, but also firmly blocked those who wanted to enter. Even experts with a cultivation level of the fourth stage could not break through the barrier of the golden light despite repeated attempts.
So the people outside the forest tried for a while but had to give up. No one knows who started the argument, but they started fighting again, making a lot of noise.
Few people entered the forest. Besides Liuli, the demons had over forty cultivators at the Demon Heart Realm and four experts at the Demon Lord Realm. The Daoists had over a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators and three Transformation Realm experts. The Buddhists had over thirty monks at the Buddha Heart Realm and two high-ranking monks at the Nirvana Realm. None of the divine beast youths entered.
When Liuli entered the forest, the golden light had already spread out, like a thick fog obscuring her vision, allowing her to see only about ten feet ahead. At that moment, she cautiously looked around before carefully making her way forward.
Because of the dense golden mist, Liuli couldn't discern directions or see anyone else. She could only wander aimlessly forward, carefully searching for the source of the chanting. But the chanting resounded throughout the entire Bodhi Forest, sounding ethereal yet seemingly omnipresent. How could she possibly find the source of the sound?
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