A murderous chill hung over Reflection Cliff.
The sudden arrival of a Demon Cult Faxiang expert shocked everyone.
Though Tongyou and Faxiang were only one realm apart, the power they represented was worlds apart.
Even if everyone attacked together, they had no confidence at all.
We'll hold him off. Run!
The enemy had clearly come for the treasures. Wei Yunqing secretly gathered lethal palm power, transmitting his voice to Cao Jinxing to seize a chance to escape while deliberately saying aloud:
"Since you're the Blood-Robed Buddha's master, you must be the Maitreya Sect's supreme elder, Mad Maitreya. You should be the one Shaolin's Chan Master Lingfa was holding off."
Xuanhui and Xuanyin grew solemn at his words.
They had been wondering, too. Their martial uncle had already comprehended the immensely powerful Bodhi Thirty-Three Heavens Sword. With him personally blocking the way, how had Mad Maitreya arrived first?
"Heh."
Mad Maitreya sneered with his hands behind his back. "A monk is 'compassionate at heart.' How hard could it be to hold him up? Your martial uncle is busy undoing the seals on those old nuns from the Mount Heng Sect. He asked me to pass along a message: have a good journey to the afterlife!"
As he finished the last word, Mad Maitreya's voice turned savage. His eyes went blood-red, his killing intent surged, and he flashed toward Cao Jinxing!
He moved so fast it was almost teleportation!
Before the three Tongyou Peak experts could react, he had already released the Spirit Child and appeared before Cao Jinxing. His blood-colored Great Wheel Wisdom King manifestation rose into the air!
The moment a true Faxiang manifestation appeared, the Spirit Child's half-baked version paled into insignificance.
Mad Maitreya's manifestation was three times larger, standing nearly thirty feet tall. The Wisdom King's karmic flames,