Mad Monk: Stop Struggling and Lie Down, We're Definitely Going to Die (5)

Struggling against the Void Spirits' whispers while fully activating his mind probe, the man let out a slight sigh of relief. Ling Xingjian had begun transmitting intelligence, though the speed was slow. His army had already surrounded them. There was still a chance, enough for him to think further.

"I must kill her as quickly as possible, while preventing her from making a desperate last stand and endlessly calling for Void Spirits. If that happens, I may not die, but I won't get anything either."

"Looks like I'll have to capture the man she cares about alive and use him to threaten her."

Blocked by the holy light, the man could not sense Ling Xingjian's thoughts in real time, but he could locate her position whenever he wished. With his side holding an absolute advantage in military strength, that was enough to make his confidence surge.

"Her location... over there. I didn't expect there to be a hidden passage there. Those little rats really know how to dig holes. Order the entire army to advance immediately. All high-level Compatible Bodies, give it everything you have—capture that man!"

"By the way, what's that man's name?"

A reply came through the Mind Network. "That man is the Demonic Monk of the Huaxia Dragon Group."

The man nodded.

That mental fluctuation was familiar. It was Mad Monk, no mistake.

But this guy had always been unruly and defiant, the sort who bowed to neither heaven nor earth. Why did he sound a little... dejected today?

Another mental message came through. "You definitely won't be able to capture him. He has already entered the Nine Precepts realm—utter emptiness. No one can deal with him. His Majesty, I advise you not to waste your effort. Unless the gods descend in their true forms, every one