Compared to the intact stone Buddha base, the Buddha head had many tiny cracks. The Buddha statue lost half its head due to the loud noise, which made Wang Jinlong and the other two excited. But before the half head completely fell to the ground, the Buddha statue was already covered by a righteous light. It was the light that enveloped Xia Xiao before, and now it appeared on it, as natural as returning to its original owner, without any sense of disobedience.

Even though the stone statue is damaged, it still shines with golden light, temporarily withstanding the pressure of the sky and the earth. It stands upright between heaven and earth, seemingly indestructible.

When its grand momentum spread, Wang Shixing was shocked, and Wang Yinlong secretly looked at Wang Jinlong, hoping that the latter would not be angry. He was naturally not angry at this time, because he controlled the Qiankun formation and knew the upper limit of the stone Buddha. This seemingly unbreakable defense was actually just a spent force.

boom--

The pressure and loud noise brought by the integration of the universe spread out a wave of air again, which caused the space to shake violently. Even though there was a pair of palms protecting Xia Xiao, he was still shaken constantly and hit the stone painfully.

Xia Xiao quickly got rid of his blurred consciousness and gradually woke up. He knew why everything happened, and it was all related to the relic left by Senior Xuyun. When Xia Xiao was in the most difficult time, it was Senior Xuyun who sacrificed his own sexuality to order Xia Xiao to suppress his evil nature. Now, when Xia Xiao no longer needed the relic and needed protection, it left his body again and stood in front of the Yun Kingdom's offensive without hesitation.

The gratitude in his heart was naturally strong, but more of it was an urgent desire to repay the favor. Xia Xiao would not let the senior die in vain. Good people deserve fame. Senior Xuyun had a tragic life. Even after his death, he was only exchanged for a few sighs and was forgotten in the past. Even the throne of God was not established. But he would eventually clear his name. All the glory of Xia Xiao in the future would have a share for him!

If Xuyun is still alive, he will know that his decision was right. He exchanged his life for Xia Xiao's, and he will save the people of the world. He will be called a demon just like Xia Xiao, but do the deeds of a living Buddha!

There was also Buddha light inside the stone statue's broad palms, which gradually restored Xia Xiao's eyes, which were filled with black and red demonic energy, to normal. He controlled the black tree that had become extremely small, adjusted his own state, and drove the unused five elements of vitality to wrap himself. This was protection and healing. Xia Xiao's neck, back of the head, back, arms, legs and feet were all injured, but while recovering, the Buddha statue was still damaged.

Unable to bear the pressure, the Buddha statue made a loud cracking sound. Xia Xiao felt chilled when he heard it, but he knew that the Buddha statue was delaying time, so he calmed himself and tried to find a moment of eternal tranquility in the noise to speed up his healing.

Bang——

The remaining half of the head rolled off the broad shoulders of the Buddha statue, collecting countless gravel along the way, and creating several large holes when it landed. However, no matter how big the holes were, they were not as big as Xia Xiao's heart. Even though the Buddha statue's shoulders began to crack and tended to break, he did not immediately escape from the pair of hands that were closed together.

This was inevitable for Wang Jinlong, but the captain of the Adventurer's Guild didn't understand. Next to him, there was a piece of the Buddha's eye that had not yet been shattered. The boulder almost hit him, but he dodged it and was only two meters away from him. The captain was relieved and was waiting for Xia Xiao to leave the Buddha statue.

The story has been exciting enough so far. Xia Xiao's escape from Yun Country and killing the root of Yun Country is worthy of the attention and surprise of the people on the surface of the Great Wilderness. But if he was chased by the Yun Country people to the depths of the Barbarian Grassland and had a tug-of-war with them, it would be dramatic. How could such a surprising thing not attract people's attention?

In Wang Jinlong's opinion, the captain's idea was obviously unnecessary. He was in charge of the Qiankun formation, and nothing in this area could leave. The stone statue's forced entry was an accident, but it was just asking for trouble. It would eventually break completely, just like the shoulders that kept falling at this time.

The thick base is about to collapse. Although it is wide, it has many cracks. It will fall off after being shaken a little bit, like a rock exposed to wind and sun, or like an onion being peeled layer by layer.

The disappearance of the Buddha statue meant that Xia Xiao was threatened again, but it was too late when he realized that something was wrong. The surrounding space was completely blocked. It was not as simple as not being able to enter the silent world, but it was difficult to move.

Xia Xiao was bound in place, surrounded by spider webs. The huge force from the two ends kept closing and was transmitted through the arms of the Buddha statue, leaving him at a loss.

Xia Xiao rarely felt so helpless, but he didn't want to die, so he roared and called out to Heihuang.

"You bastard, come out and take me away!"

boom--

The resounding sound was emitted by the huge rocks falling from the Buddha's shoulders. Wang Jinlong's hands were dry like tree bark, but now the veins were like dragons. He made a Buddhist gesture with his palms, but when he looked up, he was curious why the Buddha's shoulders were gone but his arms did not fall off?

Those were arms floating in the air, and also a tenacious protective heart, which did not move in front of the broken body. The huge body was targeted by the Qiankun formation, and it collapsed in just a few minutes, falling to the ground one after another. It was like an unusually heavy rain, but the arms were still in place, which made Wang Jinlong and the other two very happy.

"Xia Xiao, you can't escape even if you have wings!"

Wang Jinlong spoke word by word, full of indignation and excitement. Every time he spoke, he used all his strength and mobilized all his muscles. He would eventually destroy those who challenged the authority of the Yun Kingdom, and eventually crush this demon who was ungrateful and unwilling to cooperate with them in creating a god on this grassland.

With his arms independent of heaven and earth, the Buddha's light is making the final resistance.

Wang Jinlong rubbed his hands together, and the stones in the hearts of the two people around him almost fell off.

Desolate places are suitable for abandoned people. Xia Xiao's eyes faded away from the black and red devilish aura, but the bloodshot eyes could not be made to disappear. He looked at the nothingness in front of him with a complicated heart. No tears welled up in his eyes, nor did he review his life in his mind. He just thought of one person, or to be more precise, a group of people. He felt guilty towards them.

"Xia Xiao, don't even think about resting in peace!"

Wang Jinlong barked like a talkative old dog:

"I will send your head back to Zhenxun, cut you into thousands and tens of thousands of pieces, and let the wild beasts eat you. Eventually, you will become feces and be scattered into the sea. My curse to you is that you will never be able to reincarnate again!"

The Yun people believed in reincarnation, and thought that cursing someone's reincarnation to no avail was the greatest punishment, because this person would completely disappear, and no one like him would ever appear again, which also represented true death. Wang Jinlong felt that this was too good for Xia Xiao, but the Qiankun formation broke through the defense of the Buddha's light, causing it to tremble violently.

Wang Yinlong and Wang Shixing showed some satisfaction on their faces. They could finally breathe a sigh of relief and feel relieved.

The captain watched from a distance, secretly shaking his head, hoping that a miracle reversal would happen to add more selling points to the story. The quality of a story depends not only on the characterization of the characters, but also on the twists and turns of the plot, but now it seems unlikely.

"Die—"

Wang Jinlong's eyes were wide open, like a white-haired lion, and his deep, hoarse, old voice spread in all directions, attracting the attention of many Yun people not far away, watching the cracks appear on the arms. The cracks spread to the back of the hands in an instant, and then collapsed and fell. Xia Xiao was among them, but he did not fall into the desolate land with them, but was pinched separately by the Qiankun formation, as if to be punished.