Luo Fan disappeared behind the Stone Gate, and the enormous gate slowly closed, shutting out all the clamor.
Silence returned to the mountaintop.
Only the moonlight continued to fall, gilding the towering pagoda with a cold, eerie glow.
In the distance, the rumbling halfway up the mountain continued.
The battle between Young Master Weird and the seventh-tier giant ape seemed to have reached a fever pitch. Waves of energy surged one after another, and flames occasionally shot into the sky.
But none of that had anything to do with the mountaintop anymore.
Half an hour earlier.
At the foot of the mountain, Luo Fan turned into a streak of black light and vanished into the sky, with Young Master Weird close behind.
The three remaining sixth-tier Weirds exchanged glances, then turned their heads in unison, fixing their gazes on Qipao Weird, An Xiaoran, and Tomeko.
"One got away. Three left."
The dragon-headed Weird covered in dark cyan scales spoke, its voice hoarse and grating, with a hint of mockery.
"The young master went after the one who escaped himself. Let's split these three."
The Weird in the tattered black robe let out a sinister chuckle. Two pinpoints of scarlet light flickered beneath its hood.
The last one, a mountain of a stone-skinned Weird, said nothing and simply took a step forward.
Boom!
The ground shook, and a crack spread from beneath its foot.
The three sixth-tier rule-type Weirds spread out in a fan, all but sealing off every escape route for Qipao Weird and the others.
Tomeko's face was deathly pale.
Her sword hand trembled, but this time, she held on tightly.
There was no escape.
Fourth tier against sixth tier, and there were three of them.
Even fighting to the death, there was no chance of winning.
But...