Si Yuanli’s sword essence was far stronger than the monk had expected. Most of the golden energy he had prepared to counter Li Xuanfeng was spent resisting the sword strikes, leaving him open to the arrow that had arrived.0

Li Xuanfeng drew his bow again but saw that the Northern Master Monk’s body had melted like mud, his glow shifting until he became another spear-wielding monk. Si Yuanli furrowed his brow, but just then, a devil cultivator had raced ahead of the group and was nearly on them.0

Clang!0

The black-clad devil cultivator drew his spear in a flash of black light. The weapon surged like a dragon, striking fiercely at the Buddhist cultivator. Si Yuanli was momentarily stunned by the devil cultivator’s choice, but immediately...0