"Stop!"
"All of you, stop! Chant the eight-character true words for reinforcement!"
Abbot Zhaoshi, driven to desperation, saw that his shouted commands had no effect. His expression turned fierce, and the crimson feather fan in his hand swept out with utter decisiveness.
With every sweep, a blaze carrying a terrifying aura blasted forth. With every blast, a Grand Spirit Master or Spirit Master controlled by Ling Qianbi was either severely wounded or reduced to ashes on the spot.
"Big Ear, disrupt him!" Ye Zhen suddenly shouted.
Zhaoshi, who was waving the crimson feather fan, shuddered violently. He let out another involuntary scream, blood once more flowing from his ear canal.
By the time Zhaoshi recovered again, three more Spirit Masters had been killed in the chaotic melee.
But Zhaoshi possessed extremely rich combat experience and reacted with astonishing speed.
He had been inexplicably ambushed twice in succession, and each time, the attack had targeted his ears.
Without stopping to consider anything else, Zhaoshi forcibly mobilized spiritual power to densely fill the inside and outside of his ear canals. This reduced his hearing countless times over, but it also rendered Big Ear's interference ineffective.
However, in the very next instant, Zhaoshi let out a furious roar, his eyes splitting wide.
Because in that instant, the number of Spirit Masters and Grand Spirit Masters killed had exceeded several times the previous total, reaching a terrifying fourteen.
How had these people died?
Before every one of them died, blood flowed from their ear canals.
The Heaven Temple Spirit Masters and Grand Spirit Masters under attack from the martial artists controlled by Ling Qianbi's woven illusion had, after the initial panic, greatly reduced their casualties.
Their cultivation was not weak either. If not for some of them holding back because those attacking them were