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Duanmu Hong snorted coldly, "Since you know you're no match for me, surrender quickly! Then obediently hand over the Defying Heavenly Level Spiritual Medicine!"

"What do you need the Defying Heavenly Level Spiritual Medicine for?" the old monk Hui Ming asked.

"No comment."

"Let me guess then, you're so eager to find the Defying Heavenly Level Spiritual Medicine, it must be to extend your lifespan."

"So what if it is!"

"Duanmu, why can't you see the bigger picture? Birth, aging, sickness, and death are parts of the natural cycle; no one can escape death unless they shed their mortal coil and ascend to the Immortal Realm. As long as one has a mortal body, it will eventually perish."

"So, you have seen through life and death? If that's the case, why are you still alive? Go and die now!" Duanmu Hong mocked, "You old monks seem very solemn on the surface, with an appearance of compassion, but inside, you're utterly filthy and dark-hearted, all of you are hypocrites and pretenders."

"Duanmu, give up on it. The Defying Heavenly Level Spiritual Medicine absolutely cannot be given to you," the old monk Hui Ming said.

"If you won't give it, I'll take it! There's nothing I covet that I can't have." Duanmu Hong flipped her hands, spread her legs, and swiftly twisted her waist: "Phoenix Dance to the Heavens, dance over all! Kill!!!" Threads flew out from her hands, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with them—dense, eerie-appearing threads. The threads twisted together crazily, looking like a swarm of thin snakes.

The old monk Hui Ming's expression changed: "What is this!"

The Third Elder and the Fifth Elder also changed their expressions, sensing a threat.

"Dance, all of you!" Duanmu Hong shouted loudly, "Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

"Swish swish swish!"

Countless threads swept across the sky toward the old monk Hui Ming and the others.

"These threads are not simple! Use weapons to defend, and don't you dare touch them with your hands." The old monk Hui Ming took out a zen staff and began to swing it vigorously.

The Third Elder and the Fifth Elder also took out their weapons and started to hack at the threads fiercely.

"Clang clang clang!"

"Pfft pfft!"

"Zzzt zzzt!"

The threads appeared very soft but were incredibly sharp. After a few exchanges, the old monk Hui Ming's Zen staff was pitted, and the weapons of the Third and Fifth Elders were also damaged to various degrees.

"Such formidable threads!" the old monk Hui Ming cried out in shock.

The Third and Fifth Elders also had grave expressions on their faces.

"This is just a warm-up." Duanmu Hong's mouth curved with a hint of a smile: "The best is yet to come." She added, "Don't be too surprised later." As a Great Cultivator of ancient times, she had mastered countless techniques, any one of which could cause the old monk Hui Ming and others endless trouble.

What? This is just a warm-up? There's more to come? Bloody hell! Is there no end to this torment?

This was the first time the old monk Hui Ming and others had encountered such a bizarre technique. They fought with all their might, destroying several weapons in the process and sustaining numerous injuries.

Standing in the distance, Gao Fei and He Hentian were dizzy with admiration; it was awe-inspiring! Truly awe-inspiring! It was almost limitless!

"What kind of technique is this? It's amazing," Gao Fei exclaimed.

"Indeed, it's powerful," He Hentian nodded in agreement: "I can't stand it, I must take her as my master, no matter what it takes, and then learn this kickass technique."

"I support you!" Gao Fei patted He Hentian on the shoulder, "After you've learned it, don't forget to teach me."

"No problem, we're brothers. What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine. We share weal and woe together." He Hentian smiled.

"Look quickly! The situation has changed again!" Gao Fei's face was full of shock, his mouth so wide open that it could probably fit an egg: "That's so badass!"

He Hentian's face was also full of shock, his skin twitching uncontrollably: "I must learn this technique, I must!"

...

Duanmu Hong slightly parted her red lips and slowly uttered a word: "Explode!"

"Boom boom boom!!!!"

Countless fine threads suddenly exploded. To be clear, they exploded simultaneously, and half of the sky seemed to collapse. Spatial turbulence surged chaotically, fierce winds howled, the earth trembled, and the sky was covered with dense clouds, like the end of the world. The old monk Hui Ming, Third Elder, and Fifth Elder were thrown high into the air by the violent force, then smashed heavily onto the ground. Third Elder and Fifth Elder passed out on the spot, while Monk Hui Ming remained conscious, but he was in terrible condition, bleeding from seven orifices, his face pale as death, breathing sporadically, limbs twisted, clothes completely in tatters...

"Great Elder! Third Elder! Fifth Elder!"

Seeing the three Supreme Elders in danger, Abbot Xuan Si and others panicked and rushed out.

"Awesome!" He Hentian raised his hand and cheered, "So cool, so badass, indescribable! Senior Duanmu, you're totally my idol!!! I must become your disciple! Be your student! Learn powerful techniques from you!!!"

"Enough with the shouting," Gao Fei pulled He Hentian back, "Senior Duanmu is facing the enemy, don't distract her."

"Hehe... I was just too excited," He Hentian chuckled.

Gao Fei smiled faintly, "With the three Supreme Elders severely wounded, the Myriad Buddhas Sect should behave now, right?"

...

As it turned out, Gao Fei was wrong. Even with the three Supreme Elders severely injured, the Myriad Buddhas Sect's attitude remained defiant, with no sign of bowing or compromising.

Duanmu Hong's face was cold, and her tone even colder: "You are forcing me to embark on a killing spree."

"Cough cough cough..." Old Monk Hui Ming coughed while spitting out blood, "Quick, quickly... wake up Second Elder and the others, let all four of them come out of seclusion... hurry... cough cough cough..."

"I'm on it!" A monk ran off quickly.

"Formation arrangement... Hurry and lay out the formation... Delay as much as possible... When Second Elder and the others arrive... things will be better... cough cough cough..." After saying this, the old monk Hui Ming's face turned even paler.

"What if Second Elder and the others are no match for the demoness?" Abbot Xuan Si said hesitantly.

"If that's really the case... then we can only give in..." Old Monk Hui Ming closed his eyes, "The Myriad Buddhas Sect has a legacy of hundreds of thousands of years, surviving countless perils. If it perishes at our hands, after death, how could we face our ancestors."

All monks fell silent.

The atmosphere grew tense.

"The demoness is coming..." someone said.

"Go! To battle!" Abbot Xuan Si led his seventeen disciples out, "Eighteen Arhats Formation! Fight to the death! Demoness, if you want to enter the Myriad Buddhas Sect, you'll have to step over our dead bodies!"

"The Eighteen Arhats Formation again?" Duanmu Hong curled her lip, "Can't you guys come up with something new? I broke it last night, and I can break it tonight as well."

"We will not submit, even in death!!! Attack!!!" Abbot Xuan Si led his seventeen disciples in the attack, the Eighteen Arhats Formation rapidly taking effect, encircling Duanmu Hong in the middle for a barrage of attacks. Abbot Xuan Si and the others, resolved to a fight to death, went all out on the offense. Their power surged several times over.