Clang—
A tremendous crash erupted, and the shock wave shattered every raindrop around them.
The Evil Spirit clashed head-on with the National Artifact, yet didn't give an inch.
This was the Evil Spirit in its complete form.
But in this state, Mr. Gao could barely control it.
The sword's impact numbed Ma Tianshou's hands, and he involuntarily let go of the guillotine.
Clang!
The guillotine fell, and the mysterious force that had restrained the Ten-zhang Evil Spirit vanished with it.
The Ten-zhang Evil Spirit thundered forward on horseback—
Ma Tianshou could barely hold his own against the Evil Spirit with the Dog Head Guillotine. The situation had clearly turned grim for everyone in the Qu Hui Division!
Old Yan crashed down dozens of zhang away, yet kept his abacus beads flying.
He was trying to calculate a way out.
It wasn't pointless. Old Yan had found something strange just moments ago: the Evil Spirit was so powerful, so why had his previous calculation shown only a dim, uncertain future, rather than outright defeat and death?
"There's got to be a sliver of hope!"
Xu Yuan gaped at the Ten-zhang Evil Spirit. There was such a terrifying Evil Spirit hiding in the county town?
That shouldn't be possible.
Xu Yuan suddenly grew worried. His stepmother hadn't come back yet!
Should he go look for her? What if she ran into danger...
But Xu Yuan quickly forced himself to calm down.
His stepmother was more capable than he was. If she really was in danger, he wouldn't be able to help even if he went.
With everything in chaos, if he went out to look for her and she returned to find him gone, she'd go out looking for him instead.
It would be a foolish move.
Xu Yuan stood beneath