A moment earlier, Lu Xiaotian had said that as long as things didn't escalate further, the other side wouldn't resort to killing. Since getting involved might bring them no benefit, and neither the Six-Armed Ape Demon nor the Jade-Bone Yumo was in danger of losing his life if they stayed out of it, why make trouble for themselves?
The Jade-Bone Yumo was so furious he nearly exploded. The few of them might not have been bound by a life-and-death friendship—in fact, under the command of the Heart-Destroying Ancient Buddha, they had often competed against one another in the open and in secret—but whenever they faced an outside enemy, they had always been of one mind. And now, at this crucial moment, those two had actually backed down.
If they had known Lu Xiaotian was this powerful, the two of them would never have acted so rashly, even if they had decided to fight. Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets. Even if Lu Xiaotian didn't take his life, he was unlikely to get off lightly afterward.
But now that he had offended Lu Xiaotian, he couldn't afford to offend the Ice-Bend Ghost Monk and the Green Lion Arhat as well. He was certain to be injured this time; all that remained was to see how badly. If he truly antagonized everyone, there would be no good days ahead.
Boom! The demonic saber shook free of the Buddhist-light barrier. The Six-Armed Ape Demon was still holding out, but the Jade-Bone Yumo was already on the verge of collapse. The pressure coming from the barrier was immense, and the Yumo could barely bear it. His body bent once more beneath the crushing weight.
The Jade-Bone Yumo let out a chilling howl and struggled to resist the mountain-heavy pressure.
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