Moreover, Headless's cultivation was a notch above Wunian's. There was nothing more he could accomplish here.
He knew this was his only chance for revenge. Once the people of Lanshe Temple became wary, he would never again be able to sneak in and poison them as he had today.
At this thought, all hope turned to ashes within him. He said to Wunian, "Wunian, you won. I underestimated you, underestimated this formation, and underestimated that brat who killed my wife."
Wunian pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. If Benefactor can awaken to repentance, it is not yet too late. Lay down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha where you stand."
The man in green gave Wunian a disdainful glance. "You still have a long way to go if you want to convert me."
With that, his figure vanished.
Just as Ye Tian thought the green-clad snake demon would choose to slip away quietly, golden light burst from Headless beside him. A green figure immediately tumbled to the ground.
Looking at the green-clad man coughing without pause, the headless man frowned. "Why are you so weak? Looks like you put quite a bit of thought into this lousy formation."
The green-clad snake demon fixed Headless with a gloomy gaze. "Enough nonsense. If you want to kill me, then kill me."
Headless nodded. "That is exactly what I had in mind."
Although Ye Tian did not know why the green-clad snake demon would rather die than fight Headless, he knew there was nothing left for him to do here. He hurried toward the depths of the temple, lest he be caught in the aftermath of their battle.
When he reached the banquet grounds, he saw Wunian dragging his exhausted body about. Despite being deeply poisoned himself, he was detoxifying the disciples and