Chapter 42 Anesthesia
Li Ang, merged with Chai Cuiqiao into a form with eight arms, was particularly suitable for clearing the field. With the Cat’s Eye Illusion Technique unleashed and a jab of the Fierce Ghost’s arm, he would turn any monster spirit with inadequate cultivation into a kebab within minutes.
The temple courtyard was emptied. Li Ang, now with his hands free, looked back only to find the situation on the battlefield far from optimistic.
The Mountain Demon, with a body strength comparable to the Dutch Woltman PDS 3000 super heavy-duty piling machine, seemed cumbersome with its massive frame, yet its limbs moved with extraordinary agility and speed.
Moreover, holding a Vajra Devil Subduing Pestle as strong as the temple’s beams and pillars, each smash had the effect of blasting a mountainside.
The powerful and heavy attacks of Xing Hechou and Monk Hui Bin forced them to flee in disarray, struggling to find a chance to fight back.
What was worse, the Mountain Demon wore a Purple-gold Kasaya that was impervious to swords and spears, greatly weakening long-range attacks. After discovering Liu Wu Dai’s arrows were quite lethal, the demon ungracefully stripped off its kasaya and messily wrapped it around its head and left chest, leaving only its relatively thick-skinned limbs exposed.
In terms of shamelessness and cherishing life, if Wang Guan claimed second among the mountain spirits, no demon would dare claim to be first.
"Die, die, die! Just die for me!"
The Mountain Demon, its mouth muffled by the kasaya, roared indistinctly. Like playing whack-a-mole, it aimed at the team members with the Vajra Devil Subduing Pestle, smashing the ground without any finesse over and over again.
With brute force overcoming all skill, the stone tablets cracked, and stones the size of millstones were ground into dust as the ground of the Daxiong Bao Hall caved in by a layer.