He roared, and countless black tentacles appeared around him, lashing out at the Holy Monk.
In that instant, his cold, expressionless demeanor returned.
He had not become a Sage merely by flapping his lips.
He never bothered with niceties. If he could launch a sneak attack, he would not waste words. If he could kill his opponent, he would never leave them a single breath.
Kill decisively. Cut down the weeds and tear out their roots.
That was his formula for victory.
Yet Jin Chanzi merely smiled. "Amitabha. I'm afraid such paltry tricks won't be enough to kill me."
Layers of white radiance appeared around him, protecting him firmly at their center.
He turned to look at the Earth Gnome, whose legs were trembling with fear. After all, this was his first time facing a Sage. With his strength as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he probably could not withstand even a pinch of the man's fingers.
"Go about your work. Whatever orders the Human Sovereign gives you, carry them out."
The Earth Gnome nodded, feeling as though he had been granted a pardon.
He had wanted to get away from these two monsters for some time.
He turned and left, tunneling toward another location.
The two remaining men exchanged a glance, sharp gleams flashing in their eyes.
Then their auras collided.
At the Sage level, divine power was no longer quite so effective.
Even though it could wear down and suppress demonic qi, doing so was no longer as easy as before.
The entire Devil Race headquarters was torn apart in an instant, and a black-and-white storm rose within it.
The surrounding Devil Race soldiers were instantly swept away.
This was something the Holy Monk had deliberately arranged. Otherwise, they would have been shredded to pieces.
Molisa's eyes lit