Deep in the abyss.
Elder Jinchi lay sprawled on the ground, his demonic aura exceptionally weak. There wasn't a single patch of uninjured flesh on his body. He was tightly bound by Ling Xuzi's chains of Confucian Dao, and the meridians throughout his body were filled with the White Snake Flower Spirit's venom.
Unless he attained the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, he had no chance of escaping alive.
"You despicable villains! Three of you ganged up on me, a two-hundred-year-old monk. Is there any justice or law left in this world?"
"Why don't you try fighting me one-on-one?"
Elder Jinchi made one last desperate struggle, berating Black Bear Spirit and the other two. His face was full of indignation, as if he couldn't wait to skin them alive, tear their tendons out, and torture them to death a hundred million times over.
At those words, Black Bear Spirit was the first to burst out laughing.
"Who said the three of us were people? We're demons!"
"And you, you old bastard! You're barely two hundred years old, yet you dare show off your cultivation and seniority in front of us. You're practically lighting a lamp in a latrine, asking to die!"
"Today, we'll send you to the Western Pure Land to meet that so-called Buddha!"
Black Bear Spirit spoke with conviction, casually planting a foot on Elder Jinchi.
Elder Jinchi let out a miserable howl.
He had fallen into the Devil Dao and gained Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal strength through the Desire Heart Demon, but his Dao heart was immature. In essence, he was a puppet controlled by the Heart Demon, so his combat strength was naturally nothing special.
The True Demon of Desire was nothing more than a pitiful little ant!
"Amitabha Buddha, mercy!"
"Elder Jinchi, go in