"Old Monk Vansa was too confident," Si Lingxi said blandly.
In terms of strength alone, Si Lingxi was not much weaker than Vansa Dharma Master. Yet even she, when facing Yuan Ya Old Demon, had planned to bring along Fairy Linglong and the Continuous Mountain Sect Master, both her equals.
Only with three against one could victory be assured.
But Vansa Dharma Master was proud and conceited. He believed himself to stand at the pinnacle of the age, with a chance of winning even in a one-on-one battle against a Descended Heavenly Devil from the Upper Realm.
With six eminent monks added to the mix to form the Six Truths Brahma Array, victory should have been even more foolproof.
To be honest, if Yuan Ya Old Demon had no subordinates to assist him and had been willing to meet him head-on, he might truly have been no match for Vansa Dharma Master.
But Yuan Ya Old Demon was not a dead man. Though only his true spirit had descended, when it came to experience in spell battles, he could leave Vansa Dharma Master several streets behind.
How could he possibly have clashed head-on with Vansa Dharma Master, who had been enhanced by the Six Truths Brahma Array and had condensed the four-headed, four-armed Golden Brahma Dharma Idol?
Other than dying, every path was a path to survival.
If Yuan Ya Old Demon had truly set his mind on leaving, then by paying a certain price, he could certainly have broken the Six Truths Brahma Array and escaped.
Not to mention that Dharma Master Tu Ka and the other six, who presided over the array, were both Vansa Dharma Master's helpers and his weak points.
Si Lingxi had originally thought Yuan Ya Old Demon would pay the price of injury