There were too many Butterfly Rakshasas entangling them, and their numbers kept growing. The surroundings had become impossible to see clearly. Having heard the summons, Wu Chang, Granny Snow, and Mu Lianze were clearing obstacles as they rushed over, intending to join forces as Yuan Se had said and destroy the Sacred Rakshasa first.
Yet when they blasted aside the Butterfly Rakshasas fluttering chaotically in their way and saw Yuan Se with one eye ruined, all three were greatly shocked.
Each of the Nine Saints had their own strengths. In their past contests of strength, they had all fought Yuan Se before. Though Yuan Se's physique was unsightly, he was also impossible to kill. That body full of fat was exceptionally able to take a beating; even the eight Saints joining forces found it difficult to subdue him, leaving them helpless. Yet today, one of his eyes had actually been blinded.
Yuan Se, waving away the creatures entangling him, saw the three approaching through his single eye. Resentment flickered within it. He suddenly blasted away the Butterfly Rakshasas swooping down from above and shot into the sky. Relying on his body's infuriating resilience, he charged and crashed his way through, heedlessly breaking free and fleeing.
To him, his physical condition was already poor. The most dangerous things here were not the Butterfly Rakshasas, but that group of people who had come with him.
As the remaining three continuously blasted apart and killed the Butterfly Rakshasas besieging them, they scanned their surroundings, but the Sacred Rakshasa was nowhere to be seen. They had no idea where it had gone. They knew well that amid the current Rakshasa Tide, finding it again would be rather difficult.
Sensing that Yuan Se had already broken free, the three did not even need to discuss