Nie Yun killed Zu Qian as easily as splitting bamboo. Demonic energy rose from his body like pillars, his muscles bulged, and boundless strength filled him, making him incomparably fierce and impossible to resist.
Although Bu Shijie was slightly stronger than Zu Qian, he knew he was certainly no match for him.
Yet he was not panicked. Instead, the excitement in his eyes grew ever stronger, revealing a radiance that could not be suppressed.
Seeing him like this, it was clear that Zu Qian and Yu Yuan held no weight at all in his eyes. If they died, they died—he felt not the slightest sympathy.
"Run? You think you're worthy?"
Bu Shijie's eyes flashed. Rather than retreat, he suddenly swept out a hand, and the tin staff in his palm transformed into a streak of flowing light that slashed straight at Nie Yun.
This tin staff was a sacred artifact of the Buddhist Sect. Though it had not yet been fully refined, every movement carried the supreme majesty of the Buddhist Sect. As it swung down, vast and resounding Zen chants rang out, bearing the power to purify one's soul.
Boom!
Enveloped by the Zen chants, Nie Yun felt his body stiffen slightly, and his strength no longer circulated smoothly.
Buddha and demon restrained one another. He drove the Spirit Rhinoceros Body Refining Technique to its limit, demonic energy surging throughout his body, yet when faced with a Buddhist Sect sacred artifact, he was immediately suppressed.
"Haha! Your Demon Person bloodline is pure—you must be a king among Demon People! I was just worrying about how to refine this tin staff, and then you delivered yourself to my doorstep. Heaven truly favors me!"
With a sweep of his staff, Bu Shijie burst into laughter, his eyes full of triumph.
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