Golden Cicada Returns

Boom!

Golden-Winged Great Peng crashed heavily to the ground. Sun Wu crouched on his back, pinning him down, one hand gripping his neck and the other clutching one of his wings.

He locked his hold and tore hard to the side.

Amid a piercing scream, Sun Wu ripped one of Golden-Winged Great Peng's wings clean off.

Elsewhere, Tang Seng's endless furious punches, which had never ceased from the beginning, finally began to slow.

His golden fists were covered in blood, and blood dripped onto the ground.

Before him, Green Lion and White Elephant had vanished—only a cloud of bloody mist proved they had ever existed.

His battered fists gradually unclenched, and Tang Seng pressed his palms together before his chest.

He did not chant a Buddhist invocation. He merely closed his eyes.

Over there, Sun Wu finished off Golden-Winged Great Peng with a single strike of his staff, then looked over in confusion.

The others were dealing with the Carp Demon. Victory had essentially been secured.

Of the Blood Sacrifice Grand Formation's power, sixty percent had been controlled by Yellow Brow, thirty percent had formed the river of blood to trap the scripture-seeking party, and the remaining ten percent had empowered White Elephant and the others.

Yellow Brow himself had also served as the formation's core, maintaining the grand formation.

Once he was killed, the river of blood did not vanish, but the empowerment on Green Lion, White Elephant, and the others was gone.

Even so, they remained extremely powerful.

They were still stronger than the Twenty-Eight Mansions. After all, the Twenty-Eight Mansions had all harbored their own schemes and only wanted to complete their assignment.

Green Lion, White Elephant, and the others, however, had been fighting for their lives.

Unfortunately, compared to when they had fought the Twenty-Eight Mansions,