A bright light appeared ahead, and the two of them rushed towards it frantically, as if they had found a glimmer of dawn in the darkness, which gave them a burst of determination.
Dong Tianbao shouted, "Hold on! Dawn is just around the corner!"
Upon hearing this, Golden Arhat suddenly unleashed a burst of power and, together with Dong Tianbao, charged into the light of dawn.
The Golden Arhat knelt on the ground, panting heavily. At the last moment, he almost couldn't hold on and his Golden Bell Shield collapsed. Fortunately, he was able to persevere by bursting out with a burst of power in his despair.
Dong Tianbao helped Golden Arhat up and asked with a smile, "How are you? Are you alright?"
Golden Arhat rolled his eyes at him, "You try supporting the Golden Bell Shield the whole time while also carrying this guy, what would happen?"
"Hahaha! I'm so grateful, I can't thank you enough!"
"You idiot! Let me rest for a bit before we set off again!"
"Alright! I'll protect you!"
Suddenly, a chilling voice slowly drifted over, "Looks like that good-for-nothing has been killed by you! What a useless bastard, he even made this old man like me take action!"
The sudden voice startled them both. Dong Tianbao asked solemnly, "Who are you?"
"Heh! You come to the Despair Valley and you actually ask me who I am? How foolish!"
Dong Tianbao looked at the old man in black with a solemn expression, as if facing a formidable enemy, and said, "You are from the Ghost King Sect!"
"You guessed right! As a reward, you'll be left with your corpses intact!"
After speaking, the old man in black calmly made a move, casually unleashing a sinister palm print. The palm strike was terrifying and carried with it the mournful howls of vengeful Vengeful Spirits, viciously attacking the two of them with extremely terrifying power.
Upon seeing this, Dong Tianbao's expression turned to shock. He unleashed his full inner energy, using the third move of the Vajra Prajna Palm Prajna Vajra. "Dong Tianbao's expression was cold and indifferent, as a violent golden inner energy condensed around him.
A fifty-foot-tall phantom of Prajna Vajra appeared in the air behind him, as majestic as if Prajna Vajra had descended. This phantom of Prajna Vajra displayed the power of a thousand hands, and suddenly unleashed a sky full of palm prints to meet the sinister and vicious palm strike of the black-clothed old man!
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
A series of violent explosions rang out as Dong Tianbao, transformed into Prajna Vajra, unleashed a barrage of powerful palm prints that collided with the sinister and vicious palm prints of the old man in black. This sparked a fierce shockwave that propelled him soaring into the air.
One after another, Vengeful Spirits in the sky were annihilated by Dong Tianbao's palm force, emitting cries of agony as they vanished into nothingness. Golden Arhat's palm force was also exhausted, and the two retreated seven or eight steps each, their battle evenly matched.
Dong Tianbao thought to himself, "This guy's strength is truly terrifying! He just casually struck out with a palm strike that was evenly matched with my full-force palm strike. I estimate that he has at least two hundred and fifty or sixty years of Inner Force!"
At this moment, Golden Arhat slowly stood up, came to Dong Tianbao's side, and whispered, "It seems we've run into trouble this time!"
"Hmm? Why is there a loud commotion coming from that direction?" Li Changfeng asked, puzzled.
"Could something have happened to Senior Brother Tianbao and the others?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Changfeng rushed towards the direction from which the commotion came, and Zhou Zhiruo quickly followed behind him.
Now, back on their battlefield, the old man in black was slightly surprised. "You brat! You actually managed to withstand one of my palm strikes and survive. You've got some skill!"
"Hmph! You think you can get rid of us so easily? Not so easy!"
"Hehe! It seems you are no ordinary people either. You must be disciples of that Shaolin monk. It seems that killing you and making those old bald monks feel a pang of pain would be a satisfying thing!"
"Haha! Take this! The Ghostly Wail!"
The old man in black suddenly unleashed his true energy, using the first move of the [Ghost Refining Palm], "Ghostly Wail." Streams of sinister and resentful true energy gathered around him, and he unleashed a chilling and resentful power with both palms, accompanied by a series of shrill and terrifying howls.
It was as if thousands of Vengeful Spirits had been forcibly refined into his arms, never to be reborn. It emitted a sinister and absolute aura, and struck out a fifty-foot-long palm of resentment, vicious and chilling, which came toward Golden Arhat and the other two. Its power was extremely terrifying!
Upon seeing this, Golden Arhat was immediately startled and shouted, "Tianbao, come and help me!"
Dong Tianbao unleashed his true energy, slapping his palms against the back of the Golden Arhat. Streams of Inner Force surged into the Arhat's body, suddenly erupting with a terrifying power.
Then, the Golden Arhat unleashed his full power, activating the "Tenth Level" of the Golden Bell Shield. A thick, golden-bronze true energy slowly burst forth, condensing into a 55-zhang-tall, gleaming golden bell phantom. Scriptures appeared on the bell's surface.
The entire Golden Bell Shield looked extremely imposing and domineering, exuding a primordial aura, and was further reinforced by an extremely powerful and solid Golden Bell force, which withstood the fierce attack with amazing defense!
"Clang"!!!
A loud, resounding bell rang out, and the black-clad old man's fifty-foot-long palm, brimming with resentment, slammed down on the golden, shimmering illusory bell, unleashing a violent backlash that surged outwards.
Within a hundred feet of the two of them, the ground cracked open like a spider web, and a loud rumble echoed as the entire ground collapsed and sank into a large pit. Golden Arhat and Dong Tianbao coughed up blood and fell into the pit, severely injured!
The old man in black was only slightly knocked back a few steps, without being injured in the slightest.
He looked slightly serious. "With their combined Inner Force of 160-170, they were actually able to withstand my full-force attack. Truly worthy of being called Shaolin martial arts! Indeed, they are extremely powerful!"
Then the old man in black slowly walked into the pit. Looking at the two people who had been beaten and were unconscious, he grinned and prepared to kill them!
Just then, a sound of wind breaking rang out, and a streak of silver light suddenly arrived, rushing towards the old man in black with great speed and domineering force, its power extremely astonishing!
The old man in black immediately felt a chilling killing intent rushing towards him. Startled, he quickly used the Ghost King Sect's movement technique, the Phantom Step. His body floated like a ghost, turning into a blur as he dodged the swift and domineering strike.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
Just as the old man in black dodged the swift flying knife and hadn't even had time to regain his footing, he saw three swift silver lights rushing towards him again. The old man in black was startled at the sight and used the Phantom Step again, leaving afterimages in his place as he dodged the three swift flying knives in succession.
He hastily unleashed this movement technique, slightly out of breath, and a line of blood appeared on his face, slowly flowing down.
He then wiped the blood from his face and said solemnly, "Who exactly are you! How dare you ambush an outer sect elder of my Ghost King Sect!"