Chapter 1157

"Wait!"

"Please calm your anger, Dao Lord Li..."

"Fearless! Apologize quickly!"

"..."

The Joyous Wang Fu, Immovable Wisdom King, and Dharma Freedom Bodhisattva all had their expressions change drastically, secretly calling out that it was bad; they wanted to stop the Fearless Bodhisattva and ask Li Changsheng to show mercy, but it was already too late!

While they were speaking, the Fearless Bodhisattva had completely fallen!

Boom!

The River of Fate appeared, and a Great Luo star radiating golden light and flowing with Buddhist intent fell from the high sky, sinking into the River of Fate.

"This... Fearless is dead?!"

"Damn Fearless! You... have harmed us bitterly!"

"Bad! Flee quickly!"

"..."

Seeing this scene, the Joyous Wang Fu, Immovable Wisdom King, and Dharma Freedom Bodhisattva were dizzy and completely speechless, even hating the Fearless Bodhisattva!

After all, the Fearless Bodhisattva was already dead; would Li Changsheng let them go?!

Clearly not!

Therefore, without hesitation, the three Great Luo-level Bodhisattvas moved simultaneously, each displaying their methods, wanting to escape this place and head straight for Mount Sumeru.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Almost at the same time, the three Great Luo-level Bodhisattvas disappeared from where they were.

"Want to escape?! Can you... escape?!"

Li Changsheng had killed the Fearless Bodhisattva, so naturally, he did not intend to let the Joyous Wang Fu, Immovable Wisdom King, and Dharma Freedom go either!

Watching the three Great Luo-level Bodhisattvas disappear from where they were, he did not feel the slightest panic; his heart stirred, heaven and earth transformed, the stars shifted, Yin and Yang were reversed, and the universe was overturned.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three figures fell out of the void simultaneously.

These three figures were none other than the Joyous Wang Fu, Immovable Wisdom King, and Dharma Freedom, who had just disappeared from where they were.

"This... this is... how did we return to the same place?!"

"Li Changsheng?! You... what kind of method is this?!"

"Amitabha! Li Changsheng! You cannot kill us! We are disciples of the Western Sect! You... you cannot kill us!"

The Joyous Wang Fu, Immovable Wisdom King, and Dharma Freedom Bodhisattva were shocked and angry, their eyes filled with fear, and they felt it was unbelievable.

They had thought they had escaped Li Changsheng's gaze; yet, in the blink of an eye, they had returned to the same place.

"I cannot kill you?!"

"Just because you are disciples of the Western Sect?!"

"Is that all you can say, do you have no other reasons?!"

Li Changsheng was speechless; were even their pleas for mercy so uninspired?!

No!

Perhaps it wasn't that they were uninspired!

It was that they had been used to being superior, so much so that when facing death, they had not yet completely turned the corner.

"Enough!"

"Let's leave it at that!"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you anymore!"

"I invite the three Bodhisattvas... to die!"

Li Changsheng did not want to say anything more; it was meaningless.

"No! No! No..."

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

"I worked so hard to transcend the River of Fate and attain the Great Luo fruit position, how can I die here..."

The Joyous Wang Fu, Immovable Wisdom King, and Dharma Freedom Bodhisattva roared one after another, golden light radiating from their bodies, great Buddhas appearing in the sky, surrounded by the Buddha Dao.

Not only that, their Three Flowers gathered at the crown, their Five Energies returned to the origin, their Great Luo Dao Fruits, and their Sarira... all actually began to burn; for the sake of their lives, they could no longer care about anything.

If they could survive, everything they lost could be cultivated back; if they died, even if they could make a comeback from the River of Fate, it would be too difficult, and they didn't know how many years it would take!

Therefore, the Joyous Wang Fu, Immovable Wisdom King, and Dharma Freedom Bodhisattva wanted to completely burn themselves to trade for a glimmer of survival.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

However, just then, wisps of inexplicable clear wind blew over, silent and soundless, sinking into the bodies of the Joyous Wang Fu, Immovable Wisdom King, and Dharma Freedom Bodhisattva.

The next moment, everything—absolutely everything—disappeared, as if it had never appeared at all.

Above the River of Fate, in the Great Luo starry sky, three golden stars cut through the long sky and fell into the River of Fate.

Thus, the Joyous Wang Fu, Immovable Wisdom King, and Dharma Freedom Bodhisattva died!

"This is... the Western Sect's Great Luo stars?!"