"Hahaha~~~"
"Ahahahahaha..."
Pei San was drenched in blood. Holding Liao Yuan's head, he hovered in the air and threw back his head with a wild laugh. Then he pointed toward the temple amid the mountains and roared, "Flatten Moni Temple for me!!!"
"Martial Uncle..."
Xiang Fanchen's junior brother, the young monk Fan Kong, who was also a reincarnated Living Buddha from five hundred years ago, watched Liao Yuan get killed and saw Pei San's near-mad reaction. He vaguely guessed what had happened, and his body began to tremble.
"Grand Ancestor!!!"
"Old Ancestor!!!"
"Patriarch!!!"
Liao Yuan had died, and his body had even been dismembered while his head was carried around. The many monks of Moni Temple found this difficult to accept. Yet Moni Temple had already fallen into an absolute disadvantage, and every one of them was caught between rage and fear.
With Liao Yuan dead, these monks of later generations could not be said to be overwhelmed by grief. They felt more fear than anything else, because this meant that the outcome of the war between Celestial God Palace and Moni Temple was nearly decided.
"Pei San, go to hell!!!"
Aside from Fan Kong, the remaining Void Realm experts of Moni Temple exchanged glances and made their decisions. A bald, long-browed old monk whose lifespan was nearly exhausted suddenly transformed into an enraged Vajra and charged at the heavily injured Pei San.
At the same time, three younger men darted off in different directions, while another Void Realm elder charged toward the many Void Realm experts of Celestial God Palace, intending to entangle them alone and hold back their pursuit.
Pei San kicked the charging long-browed old monk to death. Amid his furious shout, he mounted the Thunderbolt Divine Eagle and yelled, "Leave every one of them here! Don't