For Baili Jia Jue, it was best if Helian Wei Wei broke the Demon’s Contract now because he would not need to think of a way to find out her wish.
As time passed, Baili Jia Jue’s eyes turned increasingly gloomier.
Ah, all humans are the same.
In a threatening situation, anyone would choose to save themself and betray others.
Even that woman was just the same and she has most likely fled away.
After all, such an opportunity was rare.
If she had escaped to Buddhism, he would have to put in more effort to hunt her down.
However, these humans were still too naive.
Did they really think that he would not make his way to Buddhism for killing?
Baili Jia Jue chuckled, his face had never been so cold.
The demons behind him surged forth with a dark mist as if sensing the anger rising in him.
“Be quiet.” Baili Jia Jue’s eyes were swirled with crimson as he turned around swiftly.
The demons immediately disappeared into the darkness, fearing that their King would tear them all up in a fit of rage.
A smile lingered on the corner of Baili Jia Jue’s lips, an exceedingly eerie one. He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the remaining blood from his fingertips. The shadows standing in the dark gradually hushed until there was dead silence.
The monsters hiding in the darkness knew that the more violent their King was, the easier it was to return to the prosperous state where they could do whatever they wanted.
They began to anticipate the exciting moment of bloodthirst around the atmosphere.
Although the demons did not know why their King was so cool all of a sudden, they were as thrilled as crows while detecting their favorite stench. To them, every last bit of that smell was irresistibly tempting.
Outside the tent, the heavy snow flurried.
Helian Wei Wei was trapped in the middle of eight monks, each of them held prayer beads in their hands, draped in kāṣāya and their auras drifted around their bodies.
Helian Wei Wei’s forehead was wounded, but her eyes were as clear as the ice shards at the horizon.
With her left hand covered in white cloth while gripping a sword, Phoenix whistled clearly in the snow, with a slash of the sword, the ground was split and snow was drifting in all directions.
Behind her lay 10 wailing men sent by Tian Dao. They could not withstand Helian Wei Wei’s attack without any dharmakāya.
However, the people who came this time were not only Tian Dao’s men but also holy Buddhist monks whose aim was the Phoenix.
If these people chanted their Buddhist scriptures to form a barrier, Helian Wei Wei would need to give her all to deal with them.
The holy monks thought the same way, and they knew very well that Baili Jia Jue was not completely demonized yet because Helian Wei Wei used her spiritual aura to balance out his demonic power.
As a result, Phoenix’s attack power was greatly weakened.
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The injury on Helian Wei Wei was the best evidence.
The holy monks exchanged glances with each other. Then, their fingers were raised, and chants spurted out from their thin lips. The chants turned into gleaming golden characters and every ray of that golden light could scrape someone’s skin off.
Helian Wei Wei avoided the first four golden rays, but could not avoid the last one. There was always a blind spot as they came from all directions. A wound slashed across her cheeks and blood started to seep out.
The monks shook their heads. After all, they were still compassionate. With a heavy heart, they uttered, “Your spiritual aura cannot hinder us at all, you will be exhausted and seriously injured after this battle. You should just surrender and let us go. He could not survive, there is no place for him in the Three Realms and Six Paths. Without divinity, his existence in the world is a crime and disaster. If he stays, you must go. As the head of Buddhas, why are you so stubborn?”
Helian Wei Wei was silent as blood ran down her fingertips. Drop by drop, her blood trickled on the glacier, tainting the ice with bright yet distressing crimson.
Swish!
She did not have a chance to evade.
Just as she was dealing with the Holy Light of Buddha…
Countless silver thorns surfaced from the ground around Helian Wei Wei, piercing through her swiftly and fiercely!
It was Tian Dao’s weapon.
The silver needles transformed into vines and wrapped around her layer by layer, tightening up gradually. On each silver blade, countless sharper edges erupted forth, each sharp point penetrated into her bone and ripped her muscle fibers, injecting extreme cold into her system like a venom. She was suffocated and her heart was pounding hard, forcing a gush of violent red out of her mouth.
“Fellow monks just cut to the chase! Put an end to a Buddha that does not know black and white! She should have been eliminated long ago!”
The source of the voice came from a person who knew Helian Wei Wei a long time ago.
To be precise, the one she knew was the high and mighty Phoenix.
In the past, the fairies were always neglected wherever she turned up even though they were more kind-hearted than this woman.
However, for this woman’s sake, the Emperor descended from heaven and became a part of the Three Evil Realms.
What she disliked the most was Phoenix’s demeanor – she was merely a woman who was a little better at fighting.
Once, the Phoenix was the only Buddha who could fight against the Emperor. She was so powerful that she could get rid of the fairies just by raising her sword.
Now, her spiritual aura was not even close to one-tenth of her aura back then.
Ah, what a pity!
Phoenix, oh Phoenix! Your day has come!
Jealousy was bursting from the fairy’s eyes.
“Phoenix, do you feel so powerful that you insist on guarding the Emperor even now? Don’t you see, you are the one that put him to his death!” She raised the Soul Capturing Needle again and pricked it brutally. “Now that your soul has become exclusively his, why don’t you just let him devour you instead of embarrassing yourself? You are so irritating! Demons do not need love! You are just keeping him in shackles.”
Helian Wei Wei’s fingers trembled a little, and the silver needles seemed to have found a gap and plunged further.
“Look at yourself, it was your fault that the Emperor was hurt. It’s time to end this!” She laughed hysterically. “You don’t understand what he wants most and you don’t even deserve him!”
“Shut up,” Helian Wei Wei spat out the two words coldly. She hung her head halfway in the air as though she was floating gracefully. Yet, the agony that writhed her did not lessen in the slightest bit.
“You will never change, won’t you? Do you know how disgusting your pride and your smug face are?” She lifted her left hand and both her eyes burned with a fiery red. “He must feel the same way. So, just go to hell!”
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