Xiao Wangsun’s carriage, along with Li Jindou inside, was flung out, crashing against the cliff with a bang, the carriage shattered, and the four extraordinary steeds were smashed into dust.
The carriage driver tried to petrify himself before hitting the cliff face, however, the force of the Evil Bodhisattva was too great, even as a stone statue, he was still smashed to smithereens!
Li Jindou ineffectively suppressed the blood surging to his throat but heard the sound of porcelain shattering from his legs; looking down, he realized that the Evil Bodhisattva’s strike had shattered his own legs.
His heart filled with desolation; without his legs, his status in the Li Family would surely be greatly reduced—it was uncertain whether he could still protect Li Tianqing and her child.
"Why am I thinking about so much? Perhaps Tianqing and I are both going to die here at Qianyang Mountain!"
Li Jindou propped himself up with both hands, leapt into the air, the Six Yin Jade Wheel whistling as it spun increasingly powerfully around his body. Ahead, the Evil Bodhisattva caught the Sword Qi of Jin Hongying with one hand, dozens of Sword Qi, zz-zz-zz, burst forth, coalescing into a single mighty blade before being crushed into nothingness with a snap by the Evil Bodhisattva!
The Sheep Horn Heavenly Spirit Lamp shone, illuminating the Demon Soul. Granny Sha’s Primordial Spirit merged with the Divine Embryo, chanting the Supreme Eight Diagrams Protection Talisman, and together with the Primordial Spirit, she stepped forward heavily. With that, dark energy surged, and a cyan stone path spread out from under her feet with a clattering sound, mountains and rivers around her transformed bizarrely, as though intent on dragging the Evil Bodhisattva into the underworld!
"Come cause chaos in the underworld with old Granny!"
The stone path laid out before the feet of the Evil Bodhisattva, Granny Sha summoned all her strength, her face somewhat fierce, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth and eyes, her nostrils warm as two streams of crimson blood flowed.
"To the underworld with you!"
She shouted fiercely, and the Evil Bodhisattva’s body already sank deep into the underworld. frёewebnoѵēl.com
That underworld was terrifying and gloomy, pairs of jagged hands stretched out from the surrounding darkness toward the two on the cyan stone path—completely different from the scene previously witnessed above the River of Oblivion!
This scene, even the Evil Bodhisattva could not help feeling fear; it stamped heavily, and under its demon-god-like mighty force, the cyan stone path crumbled. Granny Sha coughed up blood, knelt on the ground, devoid of all strength.
A flash of cold light cut through, piercing the Evil Bodhisattva through the chest and flying out before suddenly veering toward its brow—the Bolao Sword, indeed.
The Bolao was, in fact, a small bird, most adept at catching other birds to hang on branches and peck open their skulls to eat their brains.
Xiao Wangsun named his own small sword the Bolao Sword, its implication being just that.
The sword was most adept at piercing through the chest and splitting the skull, and even the monks and lamas who had cultivated their Vajra Bodies had perished under this sword.
But just as Bolao Sword was about to enter the Evil Bodhisattva’s brow, it suddenly stopped as if held by an invisible force, stuck just before its brow, unable to progress!
One of the Evil Bodhisattva’s faces stared at the small sword, and the Bolao Sword trembled slightly, its blade slowly twisting, undergoing a transformation!
"You have offered a Primordial Spirit as a sacrifice into this sword and merged with it?"
Another face of the Evil Bodhisattva stared intently at Xiao Wangsun. At that moment, Xiao Wangsun had none of his usual graceful composure; on the contrary, his body, like the Bolao Sword, gradually became distorted, twisted as if gripped by an invisible force into the same posture as the sword!
"No wonder you managed to pierce my heart. But now that your Primordial Spirit is in the sword, you’ve given me a chance to kill you."
The flesh around the Evil Bodhisattva’s chest intertwined like wriggling leeches and earthworms, biting and weaving together, repairing the pierced heart.
It exerted force suddenly: the blade of Bolao Sword twisted a full turn, and Xiao Wangsun’s body distorted the same way, bones cracking audibly, blood forced to his head, his face reddened, nearly bleeding.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Six Jade Wheels flew in, Li Jindou mustered all his might to drive the wheels, slashing at the Evil Bodhisattva, attempting to save Xiao Wangsun, but saw the Evil Bodhisattva raise its six arms, six palms splayed out, and the six Jade Wheels froze midair, crushed smaller by its powerful Mana.
With several bangs, the Six Yin Jade Wheels shattered.
"You think you can hold down how many?"
Li Jindou yelled frantically, the air around him vibrating violently, one after another, the Six Yin Jade Wheels recklessly burst forth, so numerous that even the Evil Bodhisattva frowned slightly, then a glance swept over. Li Jindou, mid-air, was swept by the glance, instantly turned into porcelain, transforming into a legless porcelain figure falling from the sky.
All his Mana was used to transform into the Six Yin Jade Wheels; he had thus lost his resistance to the Evil Bodhisattva’s power, the transformation into porcelain terrifyingly fast.
Just as he was about to crash onto the mountain rocks and shatter, Jin Hongying rushed in from an angle, turning into a red dress that came flying in, scooping up the porcelain figure of Li Jindou.
The porcelain figure landed without breaking, yet Jin Hongying had been greatly pressured, transforming from the red dress back into human form, just about to get up when the Evil Bodhisattva’s gaze swept over. She inwardly cursed, about to transform into the red dress to escape when, just as the large red gown began to billow, exposing her shoulder, as if about to fly away, she also turned into porcelain, frozen in place.
Granny Sha, supporting the Sheep Horn Heavenly Spirit Lamp, struggled to get up. Not yet steady on her feet, the Evil Bodhisattva’s gaze swept over, and she too turned into a little porcelain old woman holding the Sheep Horn Heavenly Spirit Lamp, motionless.
"Now, only you remain."
The Evil Bodhisattva’s gaze settled on Xiao Wangsun, not petrifying him, but instead twisting the Bolao Sword, watching Xiao Wangsun’s body also contorting and spinning, delighting in it.
It savored the feeling of tormenting other lives.
Suddenly, it sensed an intense danger approaching, a sensation akin to the day it was captured by that man, feeling utterly weak and helpless.