Boom!
The impact caused the ground to shake and dirt on the ground kicked up into the air.
Holding onto their golden staffs, the martial monks stared intensely as the dirt slowly settled.
They'd expected the Dark Lord to be squashed into a pulp of flesh and blood with their blow.
So far, no one had been able to withstand the blow from their eighteen-arhat formation.
"Hmph."
To their surprise, they heard a smirk coming from behind the dirt.
And the very next mont, a Qi Wave exploded from where the Dark Lord was.
Thud.
The Qi Wave caught the martial monks unprepared and so of them fell onto the ground.
For those who were stronger, they plunged their golden staffs onto the ground to help them stay standing.
Boom!
A dark arhat appeared and punched at the martial monk that was nearest to the Dark Lord.
Even though the martial monk used his Qi to solidify his body, it wasn't enough.
Dang.
When the punch hit the martial monk's chest, it gave out a tallic sound.
However, the force still went into the martial monk's body.
Cough.
The martial monk coughed out a mouthful of blood.
He wiped the blood off his lips and looked in front.
Staring at the dark arhat in front of him, there were so many thoughts that went through the martial monk's mind.
Who was this man and where did he learn about the Arhat Arduous Cultivation Technique?
But he would not have an answer as another punch from the dark arhat ca at his face.
Splatter.
The head of the martial monk turned into a red mist imdiately.
"Despicable! Using our technique to kill one of us!" One of the martial monks shouted when he saw what happened.
"If you request it, I shall let you witness so of my other techniques." The Dark Lord said, and the dark arhat engulfing his body disappeared.
He then held his arms in front of his chest and gave out a huge roar.
Boom.
With the huge roar, another blast of Qi wave sent the martial monks taking a few steps back again.
"Damn it," the martial monks cursed as they used their Qi to steady themselves.
And when the Qi Wave stopped, they looked up at the Dark Lord again.
This ti the Dark Lord's body was in a tallic form.
It didn't glow or go away like their Arhat Arduous Cultivation Technique.
They knew this was so other technique.
The martial monks were right as it was the technique from the Iron Heart Nun, Li Mo Xiu.
"Get back into formation!" Another martial monk shouted, and it knocked so sense back into the martial monks.
They quickly got back into formation.
Even though two of them had died by now, they still had a much better chance using the eighteen-arhat formation against the Dark Lord and Huo Ren Yi.
"Use the drunken arhat stance!"
After the order, the martial monks ran unpredictably.
So of them swung their golden staffs at the Dark Lord's head and so of them swung it at the Dark Lord's feet.
Dang.
Dang.
Dang.
To their surprise, the Dark Lord didn't dodge and just took all the blows that were raining down onto him.
But they felt a force coming back at them and their arms swung back in the opposite direction.
The Dark Lord then took out a packet of red powder and threw it at the martial monks.
"Argh."
"Help, I'm lting."
"Kill now!"
When the martial monks ca into contact with the red powder, they started to lt into a puddle of putrid liquid.
The poison from Dark Physician Wu wasn't sothing to be trifled with.
Martial monks who were lucky enough not to be inflicted by the red powder gasped at what they saw.
They looked at each other and had only one thought in their minds.
Run.
Turning away from the Dark Lord, they tried to get away.
But the Dark Lord was ready with Jade Face Lin's technique.
Whoosh.
The Dark Lord leaped at the running martial monks, turning into a dark shimr of shadow.
And when the martial monks tried to get away from him, the Dark Lord was much more nimble and faster than them.
He appeared in front of them, and he gave them a stare with his eyes giving out a red glow.
The martial monks stopped moving as if they were srized.
In their minds, they saw their desires co true.
So were having fun with the most beautiful won they could ever imagine.
And so were on the throne enjoying the power that they wielded.
Others surrounded themselves with gold and jewelry.
The Dark Lord stood up to them and with his hand that was now tallic, plunged into their chests and ripped out their hearts.
After he was done with all the martial monks, he flicked his hands to get the blood off them and turned in the direction of the tower.
"Let's go, before master Long Yong is done with Long Kong," the Dark Lord said, and Huo Ren Yi nodded.
...
Inside the tower.
Lin Fan's eyelid twitched as he waited for Wang Nian to activate the entrance to the secret realm.
He looked outside of the window and checked as he didn't have a good feeling about it.
Long Yong was still dueling with Long Kong.
And now, Long Yong seed to have the upper hand as Long Kong's golden arhat didn't glow as brightly.
"Better hurry," Lin Fan ushered Wang Nian as he wasn't sure if Long Yong was after the sa thing as he was.
Wang Nian was in front of a golden statue and fumbling around with the hands of the statue.
He gave up and walked over to the wall with a huge painting on it.
"Last try, this position must be the correct one."
After morizing the position of the hands depicted on the wall painting, Wang Nian walked back to the golden statue.
He shifted the movable arms of the statue into the sa position accordingly.
A glow then appeared in front of the golden statue.
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