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This way.

Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Buddha sounded the gong to withdraw his troops. They would fight again the next day.

The monks and generals gathered inside the tent.

Every one of them wore a worried expression.

The Cloth-Bag Arhat's delighted smile had vanished. He drooped his brows and lowered his eyes as he said, "Tianpeng's Five-Colored Divine Light is formidable. It may still be far inferior to the Peacock Great Wisdom King's, but dealing with us is more than enough."

Most of his divine abilities lay in the "Universe Treasure Bag" hanging from his shoulder.

Yet facing Lu Qingfeng, he dared not release it lightly, afraid it would be taken away. With most of his strength restricted, he was truly frustrated. He wanted to leave, but for the moment could not bring himself to say so.

Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Buddha's expression was ugly.

Speaking of the "Five-Colored Divine Light"—

Among those present, everyone else's magic treasures remained intact. Only he, who had been supporting them from the side, had suffered a heavy loss. Two supreme treasures had been taken, and the loss was simply too great.

Anger welled up inside him, and he resented the Cloth-Bag Arhat and the others as well—

If they had not been so useless, and the three of them had managed to restrain Tianpeng, how could he have lost the Exquisite Pagoda and the Demon-Revealing Mirror?

Now.

He did not even know whether there was any hope of getting them back.

Fury and frustration churned in his heart, along with a trace of dejection. The feeling was indescribably miserable.

Lingji Bodhisattva and the Meditating Arhat, however, were much calmer.

The latter pondered before saying, "The Five-Colored Divine Light is indeed formidable. Apart from suppressing it with overwhelming force, there is no other way. But Tianpeng