"Don't even think about escaping!"
Seeing Ye Bing flee underground, Du'e willed a two-foot Demon-Subduing Pestle into existence.
Buddhist light blazed from the Demon-Subduing Pestle as it spun at high speed, then fiercely stabbed toward the spot where Ye Bing had vanished.
At that moment, Du'e's expression shifted slightly, and he turned to look in Song Wen's direction.
Several miles above the island, Song Wen was finally caught by the golden Buddhist hand seal.
The Buddhist hand seal towered like a mountain. The instant it touched Song Wen, his body abruptly exploded, turning into minced flesh scattered across the sky.
The chunks of flesh resembled weathered scraps of dead wood, rotten and shriveled, without the slightest trace of blood.
"Substitute-Death Puppet!"
Du'e's expression hardened as his divine sense swiftly spread out. In an instant, he discovered Song Wen's figure in midair more than a thousand miles to the east.
"Go!"
With Du'e's sharp cry, a foot-long precept blade suddenly appeared.
The precept blade tore through the air and pursued Song Wen.
While attacking Song Wen and Ye Bing, Du'e also dispersed the golden Buddhist hand seal.
He still had use for the Bodhi Spirit Stamen on Ice-Crystal Island. If the Buddhist hand seal came down, the island would be destroyed and the herb crushed.
As for the dozen or so low-level female cultivators on the island, a thread of magic power shot out by Du'e blasted their bodies apart, killing them with souls scattered and spirits extinguished.
Du'e soon discovered a rather troublesome problem.
The heavy rocks deep beneath the earth suppressed divine sense to a certain extent. Fortunately, he could still sense Ye Bing's presence.
The Demon-Subduing Pestle broke through more than two hundred miles of foul mud, then pierced another two hundred miles of rock, reaching a depth