"Impossible?" Bei Guo Zhenming smiled faintly and pointed. "Look at Xiao Hua's current state. Even if the five Wen Scrolls cannot take his life, they have battered him to the point where his oil was spent and his lamp had run dry. If, Immortal Friend, you are willing, you can fly down now and execute him! This towering merit will be yours!"
Xi Bohong's heart stirred, yet his figure remained as steady as a boulder, not moving in the slightest. Xiao Hua looked exceedingly weak at the moment, but upon his split and torn face, that unyielding fighting spirit seemed almost tangible, making everyone unable to meet his gaze directly. Of the five, not one dared step forth to challenge him!!!
"That is not right. There is something strange about Xiao Hua!" Jiang Yuming frowned, deep confusion flashing in his eyes. "Xiao Hua's injuries are so severe, so why... why is there not a trace of blood on his body?"
"Oh, indeed!" Xi Bohong cried out as well. "Even if he has unleashed a Daoist Heaven and Earth Manifestation, that manifestation is a physical body, not an illusion. If the Dharma Body is injured, there must surely be blood!"
"A Daoist secret technique!" Baihou Yuqin said flatly. "Xiao Hua is luring us into the urn!"
"Do not overthink it!" Leng Qingge's eyes flickered uncertainly as well. He shouted, "We still have the Five Brocade Cloud Diagram. There is no need for wishful thinking. Hurry and prepare the Son of Heaven's Wrath!"
Having said this, Leng Qingge swept his gaze over Baihou Yuqin and Bei Guo Zhenming, then said coolly, "For this final strike, we must work together with one heart. Do not slack off!"
"Yes, we understand!" Bei Guo Zhenming and Baihou Yuqin's hearts tightened, and they immediately answered along