Chapter 321: The Monk's Counterattack

Under the enhancement of the weapons bestowed by the Fairy, Su Qiang, Wei Zhuang, and Cheng Feng once again launched a fierce siege on the monk Lingkong.

The Thorn Whip in Su Qiang's hand was as flexible as a living creature, each lash containing the power to tear through the air, attempting to rip open that thin film of Spirit Qi protecting the monk. His eyes were filled with determination, as if he intended to pour all his strength into this single lash.

Wei Zhuang gripped the Broken Sword tightly, its tip flickering with cold light, every swing appearing exceptionally precise and powerful. He constantly adjusted his posture and breathing, searching for the weakest point of that film, attempting to break it with a single strike.

Although the Broken Sword was not as infinitely powerful as a complete Sword, in his hands, it seemed to have been endowed with new life, each slash filled with menace.

As for Cheng Feng, although he held that seemingly unremarkable metallic-colored willow branch, the willow branch was hard in texture, and when swung lightly, it was as sharp as a Sword.

As time passed, the complexion of the monk Lingkong became increasingly pale, and the film of Spiritual Energy on his body became more and more transparent. Clearly, under the continuous siege of the three, the monk's defense was gradually disintegrating.

Joy, rarely seen, appeared on the faces of Hua Xie and Hua Kai; they seemed to see the hope of killing the monk Lingkong right before their eyes.

Just at this moment, the monk Lingkong suddenly opened his eyes, and an exceptionally bright light flickered within those pupils.

He smiled lightly, his voice filled with compassion and determination: "You mortals, how could you understand the true meaning of cultivation? Today, I shall let you experience what true boundless Buddha Power is!"

As his words fell, the entire space seemed to tremble.

The laughter of the monk Lingkong echoed in the empty space; that laughter contained both indifference toward worldly affairs and was even more permeated with a hint of death.

Cheng Feng, Wei Zhuang, and Su Qiang, under the sudden pressure of the monk Lingkong's aura, felt unprecedented fear arise in their hearts.

The three dropped their weapons in unison and turned to flee, as if they would be swallowed by that invisible power if they were even a step slower.

The two Fairies, Hua Xie and Hua Kai, reacted at the very first moment; their figures flashed, and they arrived beside their own weapons.

Seeing this, Hua Xie gave a light wave, and that metallic-colored willow branch immediately radiated a soft light, dancing in the air as if it had life;

While Hua Kai gripped the Thorn Whip tightly, and with a low roar, a whip-crack sounded out a loud blast.

"You need not be afraid, we are here." Hua Xie's voice was gentle yet firm.

She looked at the three fleeing into the distance, a trace of helplessness flashing in her eyes; in the end, an accident had occurred after all.

Looking at the two Fairies, Hua Kai and Hua Xie, who had approached.

The monk Lingkong hooked the corner of his mouth into a meaningful smile: "I was waiting for you. Since there is no hope for this body of mine, I naturally need someone to accompany me on the road to the Yellow Springs; otherwise, it would be a bit too lonely for one person."

The words of the monk Lingkong revealed a kind of determination and helplessness; his smile, set against the backdrop of Buddha light, appeared both compassionate and desolate. He knew deep down that his body had no hope of escape, so he decided to stake everything on one throw, letting this battle become his final cultivation.

Following the full eruption of the Source Power within his body, the entire space was filled with a powerful Buddha Power. That Buddha Power was as thick as substance, yet filled with the light of compassion and wisdom, as if it could perceive the essence of all things in the world and cleanse all sin and dust.

"He is truly throwing his life away, erupting his Source directly. After this battle, no matter who comes, they won't be able to save him."

Hua Kai and Hua Xie could feel the terror and determination of that power. Hua Xie quickly exchanged a glance with Hua Kai, and determination and resolve flashed in both their eyes. Facing such an opponent, they also had to fight for their lives; they could not hold back in the slightest.

Hua Xie and Hua Kai simultaneously struck their own hearts, spraying a mouthful of pure Blood Essence onto the Flower Basket that was about to scatter.

That Flower Basket was originally something they had refined with their own lives, usually used to hold Spirit Herbs and spirit medicines, but at this moment, nourished by their vital blood, it seemed to be endowed with new life.

One could see the Flower Basket spinning rapidly in the air, emitting a dazzling light. Petals and branches flew out from the basket, transforming into countless sharp blades and tough vines,

attacking the monk Lingkong in an overwhelming deluge. Those blades and vines contained the entire cultivation and will of Hua Xie and Hua Kai; every strike was enough to shake mountains and rivers and tear the void.

Seeing this, a trace of surprise and admiration flashed in the eyes of the monk Lingkong. He had not expected these two seemingly delicate Fairies to have such powerful determination and strength. But he did not retreat, instead focusing more intently on controlling the Buddha Power within his body, engaging in a fierce clash with those blades and vines.

For a time, the entire space was filled with the roar of battle and the collision of energy. Buddha light and vines collided together, forming waves of energy.

For Cheng Feng and the other two, all of this was too sudden.

The sudden pressure from the Fairies, the sudden counterattack from the monk.

Watching the grand scene in the sky, Cheng Feng also sighed: "What kind of high-martial world is this! It is completely derailed from the mortal world; ordinary people don't know a thing about it, so how can they ever turn things around?"

Thinking back on how he had been struggling in the mortal world for these two years, if he could have married a Fairy, why would he have ended up in such a miserable state?

Cheng Feng and the other two witnessed that heart-stirring battle in the sky, their hearts filled with shock and longing. They kept retreating, fearing they would be caught in the wake of the rampaging energy.

In the sky, the Buddha light of the monk Lingkong and the blades and vines derived from the Blood Essence Flower Basket of the sisters Hua Kai and Hua Xie were entangled, forming a dazzling and mesmerizing picture.

The Buddha light contained compassion and wisdom, attempting to purify everything; while the blades and vines were filled with sharpness and resilience, swearing to sever all obstacles.

As the battle continued, the Buddha light of the monk Lingkong began to show signs of fatigue. After all, he had already fought three consecutive battles, and his physical strength and Spiritual Energy were heavily depleted;

Not to mention, he had been poisoned in a duel with the two women before this battle, making it even harder to fight one against two.

Although his cultivation was one small stage higher than the sisters Hua Kai and Hua Xie, under such unfavorable conditions, he still appeared unable to keep up.

In this heart-stirring battle, Cheng Feng witnessed with his own eyes the resilience and unyielding nature of the monk Lingkong when facing a strong enemy. The sisters Hua Kai and Hua Xie displayed incomparable courage and determination.

Recalling the green-robed swordsman he had seen at the beginning, the image of him breaking a giant foot with the power of a single Sword remained vivid in his mind.

That astonishing swordsmanship and unparalleled aura left Cheng Feng shaken.

And that little giant possessed a massive physique, yet when facing a true powerhouse, he appeared so fragile and powerless.

These scenes made Cheng Feng deeply realize that the world of cultivators was not just about flashy spells and magical treasures; schemes and calculations were no less prevalent than among mortals.

Everything depended on strength. Whether it was a powerful enemy or a weak opponent, as long as one possessed sufficient strength, one could gain a foothold in this world.