In the distance, the old crone shook the wrinkles across her face and sneered at the old monk.
At this, the old monk's expression changed. His hands swiftly formed seals, and a faint golden glow lit up around his body, though streaks of black aura were mixed within that light.
"You damned old widow, you planted such a terrifying gu in me! Just you wait—once this humble monk purges this gu worm, I definitely won't let you off easily."
The old monk closed his eyes and cursed furiously at the old crone before him.
"Hmph, this is the Yin-Yang Divine Gu. How could an old monk like you possibly break it? This old woman counted on her fingers, and you, old monk, have only one night left to live—tonight."
"We've fought each other our whole lives. Tomorrow, I'll be able to collect your corpse. Just thinking about it makes me happy."
After saying this, a terrifying smile appeared on the old crone's wrinkled face.
"You think you're worthy of collecting this humble monk's corpse?"
The old monk's eyes widened in fury as he cursed. Then his hands rapidly formed seals, and a streak of golden light shot toward the old crone with the speed of thunder, too fast to cover one's ears. Before she could react, the golden light had already burrowed into her body.
"The Buddhist Heart-Piercing Art. Enjoy it."
Seeing the old crone's expression turn wrong, the old monk said with a smile. Her face changed drastically, and she hurriedly circulated her power to regulate herself.
"You two are really no fun. But your Dao Fruits are quite nice—so fragrant. I really want to eat the two of you."
At that moment, the big-headed child, who had been standing in the distance in silence, looked at the two