No one knew how much time had passed. All manner of bloodcurdling screams still rose one after another, ringing through the clouds. Of the original seventy or eighty companions, scarcely any remained.
Yet the enemies kept coming like an endless tide, as though they could never all be killed. As far as the eye could see, their ranks still stretched without end.
"Senior Sister Ye... in the end, I still failed your expectations..."
Holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Zhao Bufan stood motionless as a statue. Suddenly, his body split apart like shattered porcelain, and countless vicious souls surged out like floodwaters bursting through a dam.
Like ravenous wolves, they tore madly in every direction. Against the blood-soaked battlefield, they formed a scene straight out of hell, enough to make anyone's hair stand on end.
"Amitabha. Master, I have found the Buddha within my heart..."
Jie Kong spat blood. His enormous Golden Buddha Saint Body was battered beyond recognition, like a candle guttering in the wind, liable to go out at any moment.
Yet a dazzling burst of Buddhist light rose like the morning sun, shining upon countless enemies.
"Cousin..."
Lin Yong and Lin Hao shouted themselves hoarse, shocked and furious, as a spear that appeared out of nowhere pierced Lin Zihan's chest. Blood gushed out like a spring.
Although she shot her attacker dead with a backhand arrow, she too collapsed helplessly like a kite with its string cut.
"Senior Sister Lin, hurry and take this Supreme Healing Pill..."
Ying Ming Hao arrived just in time and caught Lin Zihan in his arms. Fumbling frantically, he took out a pill and tried to feed it to her.
"Cough, cough... Junior Brother Ming Hao... I won't make it... cough, cough... don't waste your effort...
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