Passing on the Light of Buddha's Wisdom: Enchanting Wu Song and Developing an Emergency Headband! (Continued)

But Zhao Yun did not know.

Zhang Fei clutched that tongue in a death grip, not just for himself.

More importantly, he was nailing down a target for the brother behind him.

Just as Bai Yuchan's entire focus was entangled by Zhang Fei, that "black tiger."

Behind him.

A pool of dark crimson blood had already seeped out and spread in utter silence.

Countless tiny bubbles churned in the blood pool, giving off a stench of blood and baleful qi so thick it could not be dispelled.

From within the blood pool, a savage figure slowly rose.

Crimson hair blazed like flames, his entire body steeped in bloodshed.

It was the [Demon-Subduing Right Vanguard], the Blood Prison Five Senses King—

Pei Jin!

He had crept here through the shadows of the Earth Vein, waiting precisely for this instant when Zhang Fei had the demon Daoist firmly pinned down.

Pei Jin's moves had never relied on the blade in his hand.

His authority to turn blood into a prison was inherently beyond the restraint of Bai Yuchan's art of magnetically locking weapons.

"Demon Daoist!"

Pei Jin revealed a ghostly, Asura-like grin:

"Die!"

That pool of Asura blood transformed into a scarlet wave and came crashing down over Bai Yuchan from behind!

That pool of Yama blood crashed down over Bai Yuchan's crown, drenching him from head to toe.

Bai Yuchan was startled.

He wanted to dodge, but that crimson tongue piercing through Zhang Fei's waist and abdomen was still clutched in a death grip.

His entire body was held fast, without even the slightest room to evade.

The blood wave poured down from above, soaking him thoroughly from the top of his head to his ankles.

Two flames lit in Pei Jin's eyes.

This was the opening he had waited for!