"Yes!"
The two disciples heard Shen Gongbao's words and were about to step forward to bind the man.
"Wait!"
The Bull Devil King stepped forward and blocked the two disciples, sneering, "Vice Mountain Master Shen, on what grounds do you say my master did it? Look at my master—a mere mortal of flesh and blood. How could he possibly have pushed down an innate spiritual root like the Ginseng Fruit Tree?"
"What you say is correct. But did I say your master did it?" Shen Gongbao said.
The Bull Devil King's face darkened at once.
You clearly said that just now, all right?
Everyone can testify. Aren't you just telling lies with your eyes wide open?
But Shen Gongbao did not give him a chance to argue and said, "Your master cannot do it, but the few of you are not mortals, so the culprit is naturally one of you three, no?
Since someone dares to do it but not admit it, is it too much for this poor Daoist to punish him for the crime of failing to strictly discipline his disciples? Do it!"
The two Wuzhuang Temple disciples were about to charge forward toward Xuanzang.
Bang! Bang!
The Bull Devil King gritted his teeth, then suddenly raised his hands and struck out with two palms, sending the two disciples flying.
Shen Gongbao said in some surprise, "Ah, what a fine demon. You dare make a move in front of this Vice Mountain Master. Wuzhuang Temple disciples, heed my order. Take them down."
"Yes!"
The disciples moved, circulating their magic power as they charged toward Xuanzang and the others.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Only, those who charged up fast flew back even faster. Whether they were in the Refining Essence Realm or the Refining Spirit Realm, none of them could