A Certain-Death Situation

Lan Lele praised, "That monk is truly incredible. He can actually fight Han Qianqian to a standstill."

"With Han Qianqian's abilities, for him to accomplish that is truly extraordinary." Li Tongtian praised him as well.

Master Du Mo was fighting Han Qianqian. Even though Han Qianqian's speed had surpassed that of ordinary people, and her dagger left afterimages as she swung it, he still remained completely motionless.

"Is this all you've got?" Master Du Mo snorted coldly and smashed his Buddhist staff into Han Qianqian.

Han Qianqian let out a shrill scream and staggered back a full step. But immediately afterward, she glared viciously at Master Du Mo and charged forward again.

Under her frenzied assault, Master Du Mo retreated step by step. His movements slowed, and his former unhurried composure vanished.

With a ripping sound, Han Qianqian's dagger slashed open Master Du Mo's black robe, and blood flowed from the wound.

Seeing this, my expression changed drastically. "This is bad. Master Du Mo is actually no match for Han Qianqian."

"Don't worry. Master Du Mo must have a way." Li Tongtian spoke.

Master Du Mo glanced at the wounds on his body and said indifferently, "Five years. As expected, you've grown even stronger. But this still isn't enough!"

He suddenly pulled out a handful of talismans from his robe and scattered them directly toward Han Qianqian. Every talisman that landed on her body burst into flames.

Before long, Han Qianqian had turned into a human torch, her entire body covered in flames.

Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief. Han Qianqian was finally dead after all.

But Li Tongtian said, "Something's wrong. Look!"

I looked over carefully and was instantly horrified.

Han Qianqian stood completely motionless, allowing the flames to cover her body. She stared fixedly at Master Du Mo, then her figure descended once again.

Her speed was so fast that it had surpassed our imagination. Before we could react,

the dagger had already pierced through Master Du Mo's body.

The sudden change caught everyone off guard. However, Master Du Mo suddenly swung his hand, and the broad robe around his body fell away. Only then did we see that he was wearing a suit of armor.

The armor blocked the blow that had pierced toward him. Master Du Mo looked at Han Qianqian, recited a Buddhist invocation, and then said, "Your sins are grave. Today, I shall uphold justice on Heaven's behalf!"

With that, he suddenly swung his Buddhist staff and smashed it into Han Qianqian.

Han Qianqian's body flew backward, then drifted lightly to the ground in midair. Master Du Mo chased after her and waved his hand again, sending all kinds of talismans toward the ground in front of Han Qianqian.

Unexpectedly, Han Qianqian waved her hand, scattering all the talismans onto the ground. She stood lightly in place as the dagger in her hand descended viciously.

Master Du Mo blocked the blow, but Han Qianqian let out a sharp shriek, and her speed suddenly increased. With a wave of her hand, her figure vanished. The next moment, she appeared behind Master Du Mo.

The cold dagger pierced through him once again. However, the armor on Master Du Mo's body blocked one attack after another.

But Han Qianqian was simply too fast. In the blink of an eye, she swept past him, and the cold dagger descended. It left a bloody gash across Master Du Mo's body.

"Why didn't you cut off my head? Are you trying to torture me to death?" Master Du Mo smiled faintly, unmoved by the wounds on his body. He gripped his Buddhist staff as his body swayed slightly, and his breathing began to grow ragged.

After such a long, high-intensity battle, his strength was nearly exhausted.

This can't continue! I was frantic with anxiety, but at that moment, I had no idea what to do.

Chapter 16: A Certain-Death Situation

Master Du Mo struggled to hold on. Han Qianqian seemed to grow increasingly ferocious, and her speed had surpassed that of ordinary people. Every time she swung her dagger, she moved at an extreme speed.

Although she walked on her toes, her speed had reached an unprecedented level.

She swung her dagger savagely, while her other hand suddenly shot forward. It was about to pierce straight through him.

With the sound of steel colliding, her arm actually pierced through the armor. If Master Du Mo had not retreated in time, his body would likely have been pierced through.

"Incredible. Simply incredible. In just five years, you've grown this powerful. It seems sealing you in a place of great evil truly did strengthen you." Master Du Mo smiled faintly as he looked at her.

When I heard this, my heart shook. Li Tongtian and I exchanged glances, both of us staring at each other in bewilderment.

Han Qianqian let out a roar and charged toward him once again, moving at top speed.

However, the next moment, her body suddenly stopped. At some point, Master Du Mo had extended his hand and pulled out a strange bell. Its exterior looked extremely sinister, with a terrifying ghost's head carved onto it.

When the bell was shaken, it did not produce a tinkling sound. Instead, it gave off an extremely eerie noise. Who could have imagined that a bell could make such a sound?

The sound made my entire body turn cold. Lan Lele leaned against me, staring at the scene before her in terror.

Li Tongtian stood frozen in place and muttered, "It's over. The thing I least wanted to see has happened."

I slowly nodded, feeling as though my blood was about to freeze.

Master Du Mo looked at Han Qianqian before him. He reached out and caressed her face, his expression filled with tenderness and his gaze benevolent as he examined her, as though he were looking at a perfect creation.

He muttered to himself, "Although I knew long ago that you would become incredibly powerful, I still didn't expect you to reach this level."

"It seems you no longer fear sunlight. You can walk around in the daytime just like an ordinary person. You've given me far too many pleasant surprises. The five years I spent cultivating you were not wasted."

At this point, I stepped forward and looked at him. I knew that fleeing now would be useless.

"Master Du Mo, shouldn't you explain yourself?" I asked as I looked at him.

"Explain? Is that necessary?" Master Du Mo caressed Han Qianqian's face, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold smile. His voice was filled with smugness. "I've achieved my goal. Now, she will be the sharpest dagger in my hand."

"You're a monk, yet you do something like this. Don't you feel ashamed?" I said coldly as I looked at him. Now that things had come to this, I was no longer afraid.

Even if we fled, with Master Du Mo and Han Qianqian together, there was no way we could escape. No matter how we looked at it, we were facing certain death.