Guang Xing and the others each brought out their spirit treasures and bombarded the blood-red tentacles that blotted out the sky.
The five monks stood united as one, and in an instant, they blasted apart all the tentacles.
All the tentacles burst apart, turning into scarlet mist that surged in every direction and enveloped all five of them.
"Be careful of this blood mist. Yan'e may have another trick up his sleeve..."
Guang Xing's words came to an abrupt stop.
Nine transparent blades suddenly pierced through the blood mist, striking at the five of them respectively.
Before the five could react, the blades pierced their glabellas.
Yet even though Song Wen mobilized his divine sense with all his strength, it was spread too thin. It merely caused the five men agonizing pain, far from enough to shatter their minds.
But at that moment, a black blazing sun came charging in with ferocious force.
Bang!
The black blazing sun struck one of the monks.
His body and soul exploded outright.
The black blazing sun dimmed somewhat, but its momentum did not wane as it swept toward another monk.
Bang! Bang!
Two more collisions rang out, and two more monks fell in succession.
The Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword had also lost more than half its might, revealing its short-sword form, though black sword radiance still flickered across it.
The short sword traced an arc through the blood mist and shot straight for Guang Xing's face.
With the delay bought by the three clansmen before him, Guang Xing had ample time to respond.
He activated his golden alms bowl and smashed it toward the short sword.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing exploded.
The golden alms bowl was sent flying.
The Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword was also knocked aside. It grazed Guang Xing's