"The ascetic's road is long, and setbacks are common. It is perfectly normal to end up there," Mitian said, pressing his palms together.
"Then why don't you try it too, little monk?" Ji Jiuning lifted the hem of her long skirt and laughed sweetly.
"Why not taste the love between men and women in this world? Even if you die, it would be worth it."
"Love is poison. It cannot be tasted, cannot be tasted," Mitian said hurriedly, waving his hands as he retreated.
Halos emerged one after another behind his head.
Like an arhat descending into the world, countless auspicious clouds drifted forth.
Mitian waved his right hand, throwing out the Buddhist beads in his hand. They expanded dozens of times in midair.
The murmur of arhats arose from within them.
The Buddhist beads spun as they flew toward the North Hill Fox behind Ji Jiuning, seeking to imprison it.
Ji Jiuning was unwilling to be outdone. The North Hill Fox gave a soft cry, spitting streams of rainbow-like radiance toward the Buddhist beads.
The two of them began fighting as well.
Xu Zimo turned back to look at King Xiang Tian.
The Wrathful Giant was locked in combat with the Dragon Demon. Zhu Rong's Fire was indeed formidable—under heaven, nothing could escape its burning, and it was difficult to extinguish.
The Dragon Demon was being utterly suppressed.
King Xiang Tian looked anxious. Surging Imperial Might spread around him, vast and majestic.
"Dragon Demon Strangulation!" King Xiang Tian roared.
Endless spiritual energy gathered in his right hand as the profound meaning of demonic attributes surged without cease.
It was as though a heavenly gate had opened above the Dragon Demon's head, pouring boundless demonic qi into its body.
The Dragon Demon opened its bloody maw, its body growing