Whoosh!
Suddenly, a dazzling golden streak flew out of the battlefield and shot toward Ning Xiaochuan.
With his exceptional eyesight, Ning Xiaochuan saw a figure clad in a scarlet kasaya within that golden light.
It was a Saint Monk from the Western Buddhist Realm, his cultivation at the Eternal Realm. He had been grievously wounded in his clash with the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor and was fleeing for his life at top speed.
The Buddhist Saint Monk's chest had seemingly been pierced through by some sharp weapon, leaving a bloody hole the size of a basin. His organs and bones were plainly visible, his body mangled beyond recognition, and more than half his life had already slipped away.
A huge demon claw pursued him from behind, closing in ever faster. Its five talons spread wide as it tore downward.
The Buddhist Saint Monk fled even more frantically, burning the supreme blood within his body. With grim resolve, he said in a deep voice, "Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor, this old monk will stake his life against yours—Golden Body Soul Burning!"
The Buddhist Saint Monk wanted to detonate his Sarira Golden Body, but that demon claw gave him no chance at all.
Before the Sarira Golden Body could explode, he was sucked into the Town Suppressing Tower and suppressed by its power.
The Town Suppressing Tower spun twice in the void, then flew back toward the battlefield.
A Buddhist Saint Monk at the Eternal Realm... had actually been taken away so easily by the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor...
Having witnessed it firsthand, Ning Xiaochuan was deeply shaken. If this continued, then even if all the human supremes detonated their primordial spirits, they likely still would not be able to kill the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor.
This was simply a one-sided slaughter!
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