"Brat, you're courting death!"
Hearing Wu Qing'e's voice, the old daoist priest immediately turned to look at her and happened to see the feather in her hand.
The next moment... the old daoist priest froze completely, standing motionless. Following the method Fu Hua had taught her, Wu Qing'e temporarily controlled his five senses.
"Perfect chance!"
Seeing the old daoist priest's reaction, Hong Meiling gripped the Xuanyuan Sword. Despite her severely injured body... she released traces of the dragon bloodline within her and hurled it with all her strength.
The Golden Sword shot like a meteor, piercing straight through the old daoist priest's chest!
They had succeeded...
"You..."
Only after the Xuanyuan Sword pierced his body did the old daoist priest regain his senses. He looked incredulously at his chest, then at Hong Meiling and Wu Qing'e before him. He had barely begun to speak when he collapsed unwillingly.
Without the old daoist priest's support, the Four Phenomena Sword Array was immediately interrupted, and the four sacred beasts transformed back into four immortal swords that fell to the ground.
By then, Fu Hua's spiritual body had nearly reached its limit. She looked at Hong Meiling, who had completely lost her fighting strength, then at the exhausted Wu Qing'e, and finally at the other Daoist priests around them.
"I'll help you one last time!"
A longsword appeared in Fu Hua's hand. Wielding it, she swept it toward the young Daoist priests around them. Fu Hua's spiritual body was completely exhausted... and vanished.
"Master!"
Watching Fu Hua disappear, Wu Qing'e reached out her hand...
"That was only Master's spiritual body. Don't worry."
Hong Meiling comforted her from the side.
"Mm, I'll treat your injuries first..."
Wu Qing'e glanced at the Daoist priests around them. Though none of them bore even the slightest wound,