Just as Ren Ze prepared to take the blow head-on, Black Mountain Demon's massive body suddenly collapsed and exploded. Countless vengeful souls scattered from within it, and Yan Chixia returned just in time.
"You took care of it already?"
Ren Ze looked at Yan Chixia and forced himself upright despite his injuries.
"How else did you think I was supposed to defeat it? Fight it for another three hundred rounds?"
Yan Chixia replied irritably.
"Heh, I just thought Black Mountain Demon's defeat was a little sudden. It was so arrogant and unstoppable just now—the Ten Thousand Sword Technique couldn't even scratch its skin. How did it suddenly lose..."
Ren Ze scratched his head.
"The Diamond Sutra isn't meant for combat. I never expected to use it in battle, and I couldn't guarantee it would break through Black Mountain Demon's primordial spirit defenses. I had no other choice just now—I was treating a dead horse as if it were alive."
Yan Chixia spoke with a trace of helplessness in his expression.
Just then, a rooster crowed in the distance.
"Damn! It's about to dawn! Hurry back into the golden pagoda and reincarnate!"
Yan Chixia had no time to continue discussing matters with Ren Ze and hurriedly spoke to Nie Xiaoqian.
"Caichen! I'm leaving. I won't be able to see you again. Take care of yourself..."
Nie Xiaoqian looked at Ning Caichen with a grief-stricken expression.
"Xiaoqian, you must live well. I'll always remember you!"
One human and one ghost wept bitterly. Ren Ze felt deeply moved as he watched. In the end, Nie Xiaoqian still went to be reincarnated. Yet Ning Caichen's sorrow did not make Ren Ze particularly happy. While grieving for them, he also felt a measure of relief. Compared to Ning Caichen, he still had some hope of