Whether love was great, Wang Quan did not know.
But he knew that this many-armed evil was extremely powerful.
The Zhong Household's cultivator book, he, and Ying Jiaren had joined forces to unleash the [People-Crossing Scripture]. Under blow after blow, any ordinary evil would long since have been reduced to drifting ashes.
Yet this many-armed evil remained utterly unmoved, neither growing nor diminishing.
"Forget about love for now. Unleash the sunlight and kill it first."
"Once it's dead and we've received our gifts, we can take our time studying it!"
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Shaft after shaft of sunlight descended, pouring down like a torrential waterfall.
Inside the walls:
The many-armed evil gazed into the distance, waiting for the distant older cousin its master had arranged.
It had waited three years, then another three.
It waited until the walls collapsed, until the evils perished almost entirely, until the black earth crumbled away bit by bit.
Now, it had even waited until golden light filled the sky and terrible spears descended with it, yet still its master's younger cousin had not arrived.
Golden light flowed, carrying away its strength.
Spear after spear tore apart its essence.
At this moment, it was collapsing.
At this moment, it sank into despair.
"Why..."
It did not resist.
Because ever since it had come to this city, it had known that relying on this city alone, it had no power whatsoever to resist the invading evil humans.
The only one it could rely on was its master.
Yet its master had deceived it, abandoned it, and sent it plunging into eternal death.
Shunk! Shunk! Shunk!
Spear after spear pierced its body, and streams of golden light scoured it.
Scenes of the past surfaced in its mind. Finally, for no apparent reason, it thought of the time