Thunder boomed through the air, shaking the eardrums of everyone present. Some looked up in horror to see two dazzling streaks of fire, like white rainbows spanning the heavens, hurtling nearly a hundred yards.
Atop the platform.
The monks Huiming and Huizhi trembled inwardly, their pupils contracting. Those were no white rainbows-they were two severed heads.
Wrapped in gleaming force, they scraped violently against the air, blazing with dazzling white light as they shot over like two meteors.
One of the heads suddenly turned, its face pointing straight at Huiming.
Huiming's gaze trembled.
"Yandao-Divine Monk Yandao?"
The thought had barely formed when thunder erupted before him and white light filled his vision.
He heard his junior brother Huizhi shout beside him, heard the surge of force.
The Variant Force unique to the Vajra Temple's martial arts roared and churned, but then Huizhi let out a furious, unwilling howl.
Huiming was not surprised in the slightest. Bitterness crossed his face. He too had summoned the Variant Force within his body, yet beneath that white light, it melted inch by inch, like ice and snow exposed to a blazing sun.
Void Force Corrosion-Six Voids Force. This should not be a martial art of the mortal world-
That was Huiming's last thought. Agony tore through his body, as though a meteor had struck him.
Nan Guyun, Xie Lingjun, and the representatives of the Chen and Wang families, who shared the platform with them, heard an explosive crack. Huiming and Huizhi's bodies suddenly shattered, flesh flying as great sheets of blood burst outward.
As the bloody rain scattered, they hurriedly leaped away, retreating at full speed.
After smashing the two monks apart, Yandao and Yankong's heads remained entirely unharmed. Only their force had been exhausted. They spun through the air and dropped onto the