Will from Beyond

At this moment, Feng Wuji led twenty-three cultivators in tightly surrounding the people of Bodhi Holy Land.

Seeing the injured Hui Xing and Hui Ben, a smile appeared at the corner of Feng Wuji's mouth.

"The people of Bodhi Holy Land are still so brainless. Did you two really think you could withstand my Heaven Overturning Seal with your fleshly bodies? The fact that it didn't crush you to death was sheer luck."

Hui Ben had a fiery temper. He said loudly, "Feng Wuji, what are you people from Ancient Immortal Holy Land trying to do? Are you truly determined to fight my Bodhi Holy Land to the death?"

Feng Wuji said blandly, "It hasn't come to a fight to the death. If we kill you all and silence you, who will know we did it?"

Hui Ben said angrily, "Earlier, both sides agreed to settle victory and defeat through a wagered battle. You agreed to withdraw from the struggle for Mount Wu, yet now you go back on your word. Are you not afraid of being ridiculed by the world?"

Feng Wuji smiled faintly. "Stop spouting such nonsense. Have you people recited sutras until your brains turned to mush? Why should losing a wagered battle mean we can no longer lay a finger on this place? You want to swallow Mount Wu whole—Bodhi Holy Land's appetite is a little too large!"

Hui Ben was beside himself with rage, and the golden light around him grew dense once more, even stronger than before.

He activated a secret art, willing to damage his foundation to raise his cultivation and fight Feng Wuji to the death.

The calmer Hui Xing stopped him from the side and said softly, "Do not act rashly."

Monk Shen Chan stepped forward at this moment and said