"We've lost our chance! Fall back!"
Xie Daxiao roared and immediately shot backward.
The other two showed not the slightest desire to keep fighting, nor any reluctance to abandon the supreme treasure. They, too, shot backward.
"Trying to leave? Not so easily!"
Gai Ci shouted, sending the Golden-Tin Buddhist Staff hurtling toward them.
The Qishan Three Evils had no choice but to retreat while desperately fending off the five opponents' attacks.
Just as the three were struggling to hold their ground, a streak of dark light appeared behind the five members of the Gai Family, heading straight for the wounded Guang Xing.
Having lost an arm, Guang Xing hated the Qishan Three Evils to the marrow of his bones.
His golden alms bowl attacked fiercely and relentlessly, crashing again and again into the sword shadows filling the sky before the Qishan Three Evils.
As a result, he failed to notice the dark light suddenly attacking from behind. Only when Gai Ci called out, "Watch your back!" did he belatedly realize the danger.
Cold sweat instantly drenched Guang Xing. He hurriedly drove his protective spiritual light to its full strength while throwing himself forward.
"Gai Ci, save me!" Guang Xing cried urgently.
Gai Ci had already spotted the dark light and acted without waiting for his plea.
She summoned a seven-story pagoda and hurled it toward the dark light.
Perhaps because she had acted too hastily, the pagoda displayed little mystical power beyond its brilliant Buddhist light. Even its size remained unchanged, standing just one foot tall as it had when it appeared.
The pagoda collided with the dark light, but the dark light held a slight edge.
The pagoda was knocked away.
After a brief delay, the dark light regained its momentum and continued closing in on Guang Xing.
That